<div class="floatleft">(http://imageshack.com/a/img844/7043/lb3w.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Thalia Linnea,</span><em>Medic</em><br/>2519, present day<br/>Eavesdown Docks, Persephone<br/>Tagging - Shey, Aaron, Sidney<br/>Location - On Man's Ruin, Cargo Bay<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Thalia smiled brightly when Shey hugged her and she hugged her back. It had been so long since she last saw her friend, and the occasional wave contact over the cortex wasn't in any way the same. She knew Shey was travelling away from the core, but she never expected to run into her on Persephone! "It's so good to see you. It's been so long and you look so much the same. Yes, I'm still serving on Man's Ruin, doing well as ever. I'm just on my way into town. I was thinking of finding somewhere to stay for a few days while they fix up the ship.<br/><br/>Oh, yes the crash was terrifying." Her lips twitched into a smile that wasn't quite consistent with the fact. "We were coming in to land on Persephone, and as I understand it, the primary buffer panel broke off on entry. They had to land her the creative way.. grinding metal and.. well, I don't think there were flames, but you get the idea. She's going to need a bit of work," she said, looking over the ship, though she couldn't see much of the damaged hull from where she stood.<br/><br/>"Would you like to catch up inside or shall we head into town and get a drink somewhere?" She turned then to Aaron, her expression apologetic. At his question she shook her head. "No, I'm not the Captain. Why, do I look like one? It must be the hair. You'll find him at the nearest saloon, I'll be betting. After that landing, I think we could all use a drink to steady our nerves. That's not to dissuade a potential passenger, mind you. She's usually as smooth as silk. Sometimes these things happen, but we're standing here safe and sound."<br/>