<div class="floatright">(https://78.media.tumblr.com/0d393992cf05726b4e74a1322b71d287/tumblr_ov167sU3o71v8mxl9o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Max<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Ship's boat<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Morning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Gren and Greg<br/><hr/><br/>Max would pause for a minute before slapping the intercom back on,<br/>"Shit, Greg's right- alright can you help the doc prepare for possible wounded? Praying that we're not going to be among them might be helpful too. Alright venting air, Starfinder-"<br/>The hiss of escaping air filled the room before suddenly- only the breathing noise of her own helmet and the noise of the engines through her seat could be heard.<br/>"Starfinder - Go for launch"