greg@websuz.com wrote:

> >>>> "We have a contact right in our lap. Gunners to station,
> >>>> engineering stand by for maneuvering!"
> >>
> >> Woof bounds for wherever Lessa is, unless they are together (I
> >> don't remember if he's a gunner too...). He hands her a rescue
> >> ball. "Here, stand hold onto this. I don't know if you'll need
> >> it, but I need to get suited!"
> >
> > "What's going on?" Lessa asks as she takes the rescue ball, "I felt
> > us coming out of jump space. What's wrong? What can I do to help?"
>
>  "Actually, nothing at the moment, except stay out of the crew's way,
>  unless you are a skilled gunner." He smiles at her, disarmingly,
>  pausing, "Are you?"

"Sorry. In my world it's always been..." she says, then adds with a bit 
of a twinkle in her eye, "Pen mighter than sword."

Lessa appears to be finally coming out of her week long funk.

> >> Woof goes to get into his suit, then stands by.

Eris
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