Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5320677-20140202210954/@comment-14749621-20140219025713

Brandon looked at his window. A figure appeared in the sky. Brandon immediatly grabbed the microphone of the loudspeaker and launched a message.

"Every crewmember must report at their battle stations. The night patrol can go sleep."

As Brandon got out on the deck, action was sprawling. The Traders were everywhere.

"Miss Luna, what should we do !"