Provided we don't have some sort of space-ship- slash-world-ending-catastrophe, we're having a pool party after the next jump. Two days after. That's right, you heard me, a pool party. There will be snacks, music, and of course, swimming. [ she gives her usual chipper-i'm-in-a-party-planning-monster-mode smile. its charming, i promise.] We all need a little fun, I think.

If anyone wants to volunteer to help setup or has ideas or anything... I'm open to hear about them. [ mostly.]


[Private to Elena and Bonnie]
[ NEWS TEAM ASSEMBLE ] So... I know I didn't discuss but I figured you'd want to help me? It'll be something to do. [ something that doesn't involve the deeper drama going on the ship and their lives.]

[The video feed shows a very pale face in a rather dim room. A popular solution, most likely.]

There are some things I'll never understand about this ship. How it can make people sick without a stomach.

[THere's a grimace and her next comment is directed down toward her lap.]

Ow, Rincewind, claws.

[She looks back at the camera]

The other being how they can enhance these feelings when I don't have nerves.

[Seriously, having to be so mortal is getting annoying!]