<div class="floatright">(https://78.media.tumblr.com/0d393992cf05726b4e74a1322b71d287/tumblr_ov167sU3o71v8mxl9o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Max<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Mess hall, Starfinder, Low Port, Emape<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Afternoon<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mess of travellers<br/><hr/><br/>Max gave a nod to Grendel as she showed up, something about her seemed different, more... feminine. Curious, her face showed the puzzlement for a second before rejoining the conversation.<br/>"No offence taken Greg, it's true I don't have experience with naval tactics or gunnery as well and I think you're probably right Adrianna, when I'm talking about a captain I mean mostly someone to make sure we're all moving to a plan when shit really hits the fan, this sort of discussion and back and forth is a great way to decide what we want, but not perhaps the best plan if- God forbid we run into pirates out there, the region isn't the most stable."<br/>Max directed a shrug towards Adrianna with a smile,<br/>"Taking turns to decide might be the smart way to do things."<br/>Max wrinkled her nose as the atmosphere was getting increasingly dry,<br/>"Hells Greg, you need to go so all in on the drying thing? We should probably grab a sample of the mushrooms while they're still alive, just incase they turn out to be something valuable we can cultivate. Wouldn't surprise me on this ship."<br/>Max stood, rubbing her throat with her right hand as she moved towards the kitchen...