<strong>Name</strong>: Will Friez<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Crew Dining Area, top floor inside ship. Emape.<br/><strong>Time</strong>: Early Afternoon<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: open to everyone.<br/><hr/><br/>Will was surprised when Adrianna replied to his general usual surliness with some TLC, though he couldn't remember the last time he got a good back massage to get his nerves all sorted... And he was sure whatever year he last did get one not to do with his physiotherapy, it was likely paid for with credits. He let out a defeated sigh to her words, almost cracking a smile on his face that wasn't so old to be stoney, though he had a few more years to grow into such a look. "Alright already... You win. Red it is." He kept somewhat silent through the rest of the debating between who should be Captain, by people's reactions he could see who was being honest and who was making any play for power.<br/><br/>He had heard enough though, so finally he spoke up; "I'll vote to put Theo's name..." he said pointing to the man with his other hand raised up, "... As the name on the line. Having those high-society connections will make things easier. He's also made it clear he ain't gonna be power-playin' that shit over our heads and run the ship like it's his and we're just crew. I vouch for lil Max over there to step to the plate when things get actually fierce and need direction, otherwise this position is just a name on a sheet of paper, it don't mean shit if we all have equal say, which is how it should be." He looked over to Max, "Max helped me out when I was barely in my twenties when the Fleet threw me to the wolves and I didn't know my dick from my elbow, she's the gal I'm happy who got my back. Each one of us got experience with something and we know what's what; though I reckon someone with Theo's social connections'll let a lot of shit we'd otherwise hit slide right off us."