<strong>Name:</strong>Alroy Fletcher<br/><strong>Mech:</strong>KGC-000 King Crab<br/><strong>Callsign:</strong>Vice<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Mess Hall<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Janos, Kara, Lily, Ranna<br/><br/>"Stop scaring the poor man, Lily. You'll have him unable to venture out of his quarters without worrying he'll walk around a corner and run headlong into an orgy."<br/><br/>Alroy slid his tray onto the table nearby, piled high with a massive helping of the unidentifiable so-called 'stew'. People occasionally commented that he was built like an Urbanmech, and his appetite certainly backed up the possibility of a hidden fusion reactor in his stomach. It didn't matter what was on offer, he always dug in with gusto and volume.<br/><br/>"I didn't say she's wrong, now. We're certainly a lively bunch, but like Ranna said, there's not a whole lot to do on-ship between missions except find ways to get sweaty, and you can only repair a 'Mech so much before it gets redundant."<br/><br/>"What's going on at Outreach? I know the Dragoons are doing a fair job at competing with Galatea, but it's a bit out of the way if we're just looking for a new contract."