Boredom [Open[

[knifeurrib.livejournal.com]

She was on the observation deck again. She always ended up back here when she walked around the ship for lack of anything better to do. The Sensoriums didn't matter much to her, the media library had nothing she wanted to look at. Here, she could stare out at the bleed and be just as bored as she would be anywhere else on the ship. It wasn't as if there was anything else to do but try and keep herself ready for everything going crazy again. It had happened too many times for her to think that the rest of this trip was going to be dull and relatively free of danger.

She flexed her fingers together, hands buried in the single pocket of the slightly-over large sweatshirt she'd picked up. At least the ship still had that stash of normal clothing for her to raid from. It was loose, baggy - just the way she liked it. The fact that she was able to stash a few dozen knives inside of the thing helped.

What were they going to end up doing, anyway?

Mai sighed softly and turned away to take in the rest of the observation deck. Relatively empty for the moment, but who knew when someone was going to show up and bother her? How irritating.

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[ruffntumblenut.livejournal.com]

"You are SO lucky I can't hit you up here without getting Shipsmacked." She called over in a huff. That was probably the root of the matter. Ruffnut didn't like things she didn't understand, and what she didn't like she wanted to lay the hurt on.

[knifeurrib.livejournal.com]

"Whatever you say," Mai droned. She wasn't about to get into a pissing match about who could beat up who. She was reasonably sure that if it came down to a fight, she could stay out of reach long enough for her knives to do their work.