As Tibulus pulled into the docking area, he swung his chair around to face Stryker as he was leaving. The Funganoid had a small request to make of Stryker, but he wouldn't be too mad if he couldn't manage this. [color=a7a7a7]"Yo Stryker... do you think you can swing by somewhere and get a set of cards? It can be like normal playing cards or like stupid party game cards, but just some cards? Oh, and send someone up, like maybe that Joe guy."[/color] The ship was kind of dull right now, and the cockpit was starting to get more boring by the minute. Some drunken and absent-minded company would be appreciated for sure it would seem.