Off On The Rim

[deadestdai]

Scowling at the harsh words Rytt pipes up once more, C'mon guys, we've enough trouble just waiting to get at us outside, that getting at eachother's throats isn't going to solve anything. Pilot, get us out of here - I'll go outside and get rid of that beacon just as soon as we leave this area. That is, if no-one has any objections?

 

[Thomas Hobbes]

"All yours," says Daos, slouching into a chair, pulling out his deactivated vibroblade, and cleaning his fingernails with it.