[color=00AEFF]”DON’T. Drink. The local brew. It‘s hard to describe the taste, but the word ‘despair’ comes to mind.”[/color] She quickly warned him. [color=00AEFF]”Oh, fuck, you had to remind me.”[/color] Vigdis sighed when Varen mentioned the working parties. [color=00AEFF]”Don’t really care what they like or don’t like. I don’t mind yelling at them if that’s what gets into their heads that we’re marooned and we can’t afford to coddle people. Right, you got the solar farm salesman in your party, you poor soul!”[/color] She was suddenly struck with realization, genuinely sympathetic to his plight. [color=00AEFF]”They gave me the mining equipment mechanic and one of the cargo haulers, so I might be good. I’ll let you know how it goes and if they’re decent, I’ll trade you one good one for one bad one. If not, we’ll have to get that still running fast. Good boss points for Zhao though, she could’ve taken the good ones and left us with the idiots. Still, were it not for them being pissy enough as is, I’d recommend cutting down their liberty time for more training. I’m gonna go ballistic if we start losing resources to dumb mistakes and god save us from the plebs if one of them gets hit by an ND.”[/color] It was times like these that made mandatory military service sound like a really good idea. Bidding farewell to Varen for now and returning back to her seat beside Kareet, she waited for a break to rejoin the conversation. [color=00AEFF]”So, feasts, get togethers with music… Is this a common thing to do in the Ascendancy and Mythandia when two groups of people meet?”[/color] Vigdis continued to quiz the scholar, oblivious to or uncaring of any social awkwardness. [color=00AEFF]”What else do you do, at least when war doesn’t loom on the horizon? Board games, sports…? Any that require magic to be played?”[/color]