[h3][color=f6989d]Yasaliah Josk: Pilot[/color][/h3]

[color=f6989d]"Hey, I went to school." [/color]Josk said defensively.

[color=f6989d]"...the school of cool."[/color] She concluded smugly, leaning back in her chair. 

[color=f6989d]"But the real thing is, there will always be more. Always more Spire bastards. You'd just give them an extra day of rememberance."[/color] The Satasi pilot glanced over at the captain, talking about his quaint, unambitious dreams. 

[color=f6989d]"Aww. That's cute." [/color]She smiled warmly if condescendingly over at her captain. [color=f6989d]"You know-" [/color]She hesitated as Raymond spoke. Josk thought for a moment before shaking nodding wisely. [color=f6989d]"Oh. I just assumed that was one of the many, many voices in my head. You all heard that? That's fun. Guess you can talk after all, little weirdo.[/color] She grinned over at Rendel and leaned forward again, resting her elbows on the table.

[color=f6989d]"Can you read minds? Tell me what everyone else is thinking."[/color] She joked, but also genuinely curious. Her eyes were a little glazed over and it was becoming hard to focus, but this was fun.