So how're the repairs coming? From what I've seen, it actually looks like a ship now and not a flying bucket. Not that I've seen much, too busy sleeping this fucking cold away. At least I'm not contagious.

ooc:strikes not there

*he's obviously very tired*

Back from droppin' Pip off at the Fierta. Anyone needs me, check my cabin. Ugh I feel like shit

*sounds as he flops down in his chair and sighs*

ooc:strikes muttered

*a sigh and a small cough*

Ugh, my hands are red where that burning net nearly fried me, yo. And I feel like shit.

*sounds of him rummaging* Where's the booze....

Yo, we got storm clouds, and it smells clean outside for once, dammit, I need a shower.

Here's hopin' none of us get hit, yo. Or slip on the deck.

So, that makes, what, just me now? Or is there some other pilot I ain't seen yet?

And whoever painted that picture--what the fuck. I'm not that skinny.

Y'see a guy with funny colored red-brown hair, s'me. Don't ask what happened.

[ooc: He dyed it before reaching Bellicus so if they ran his description against wanted criminals the bill from Shin-Ra might get passed over.]

Fuck yes, port. I need something to drink, yo.

Anyone wanna come? I ain't buying all the drinks, but I'll buy a round or two.

[Locked to Anko // Unhackable]

You okay?

I'm tellin' the captain and Winry about the gang, yo. If we're going into Ivona....shit.

[Locked to Isako and Winry // Unhackable]

Yo, there's something you two need to know.

This is fucking bullshit.

What are we, the universe's butt monkeys? There were other ships in Doma too, yo. Any one of them coulda done it.

Comin' in---oh shit.

I see the patrols, yo! Heading right for us. Do you want me to shoot, cap'n?