[OOM] The Dragonfly.

[stuck_mynock]

They've been traveling for three days.

Atton's currently in the galley, hair still damp and curling slightly from his shower (real water! This is a fancy ship, he feels), making nerfburgers. His sword is propped up against one of the chairs, in his line of sight.

Comments

[guppy_sandhu]

"That reminds me, er, is this ship yours?"

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton looks shifty.

"Well, I didn't steal it. Dahari and Riv stole it and gave it to me." Shrug. "The Jedi there know I'm on the council. They'll put up with me."

[will_scarlett]

"Oh aye, good."

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy rolls his eyes and grins. He wouldn't expect anything less.

"Do we need to be armed against the zombies?"

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Yes. I can give you some teaching on using swords, if you like. They don't seem to do well against solid, metal weapons - But presuming my theory about each individual group of them being controlled by a different Dark Jedi is right, other groups we face won't necessarily have adapted to blaster fire yet."

[will_scarlett]

"That's good an aye I can aid ye with that too, Guppy."

[guppy_sandhu]

"Probably would be a good idea. Especially since I can no longer fire deodorant at them."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"S'a plan, then," Atton says, sagely.

[will_scarlett]

"Oh aye, a good one."

[guppy_sandhu]

"Preferably with something that won't result in loss of limbs in initial training."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Wooden swords."

[will_scarlett]

"Was 'ow I learned."

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy nods.

"Sounds good. Would be an extra skill to have."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Good," Atton says, going back to his eating.