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Is the ship a Beowulf??
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>> > OOC: You would Ass You and Me absolutely correctly on the supply
>> > orders--in fact, she'd be disturbed by the buzzer for entry with Desde
>> > and Merrin...I'll get there.
>>
>> Desdaemona looks at Paris as the door opens. "Evening," she says
>> looking carefully at the painters.
>>
>> The boney woman flips her duffle from one shoulder to the other
>> with a practiced ease. "Who all these guys are?" She asks looking
>> from one crew to the next.
>
> Paris shook her head, hair bouncing on her shoulders. "Painters--last
> minute notice--crew was an afterthought." She grinned. "Not to worry,
> they're local employees, starport workers--I'm out here keeping an eye
> on 'em--why don't you go ahead and toss your stuff in a cabin and make
> it yours-I'll keep an eye on it as well."
Desdaemona nods and frowns, "To many bodies, loose hips and satin
slips." She says very seriously. "You knows whats I mean."
> The petite brunette shrugged again. "Just part of the service-and make
> sure you forward all parts requests through me--I get to watch the
> Captain's money flow like water, even if it isn't his to spend."
Desdaemona runs a hand through her short crimson hair, "My days nights
cycle is all tossed up right now so I can runs preliminary automated
diagnostics tonight. Runs major diagnostic runs on computers,
power plant, jump drive and sensors for starters. Looks for anythings
out of wack."
Des looks at Merrin, "I gives you report in morning on whats I finds."
Then she looks at Paris and grins, "I takes forward starboard cabin,
toss my bag in there now to puts down dibs."
Desdaemona
