voice. Private to the Spades

[thatched]

Come hell or high water, we're shipping out on Saturday. Probably in the early evening. If you wish to stay behind you may but there's no promises we'll be able to return. Our plans are to pick up the coral as we see it, blast the hell out of the fortress when we can and get in--getting rid of anything or anyone in our way until we find a way to lift this curse.

In order to cover more ground, Sun and Moon will be heading in opposite directions. If you wish to remain behind, let someone know. Otherwise we need repair work done and done quickly. Come to me or Namur for supply lists.

Our captain will be taken care of so don't worry about him.

If you have questions, ask, but don't waste my time.

Comments

[Voice]

[reluctantjinrou]

I'm coming. I wouldn't miss this.

[Voice]

[theartofboom]

Blasting, Thatch, is a specialty of mine. So just tell me where you want me.

[Voice]

[uccellodifuoco]

Do we remain distributed between the ships the same as always or do we use a new distribution given the current numbers?

[Action] (sort of a catchall thread in case anyone wants one.)

[om_nom_namur]

[Namur is... around, still nursing some nasty burns and looking like absolute shit. Anyone is free to run into him on either ship, as he'll be going back and forth as they re-fit both vessels as quickly as possible. If he isn't on board, he'll be swimming, combing the coral beds to find as much black coral as he can.]

[voice]

[darknessinside]

Hell if I'm not coming, half our crew just up and disappeared.

[Sora. Sora just up and disappeared.]

Am I still with Namur?