Happy Sunday from the cargo bay!

Here we go, kids.  Thanksgiving and the holiday season is breathing down our collective necks.  For Casa Sail that means that I'm foisting my cooking upon family and friends once more...a process that probably takes far longer then it should, given my inability to find items like mixing bowls and seasonings.  There is an organizational scheme to our kitchen; Yours Truly hasn't bothered to learn it.

So, in case your character hasn't heard, Cap'n's called a crew meeting in the galley to introduce our new pilot and talk business.  Since returning from a whiskey soaked adventure on the high seas I've managed to get Abby and Edina into the rooom, with plans for Yuri to follow up and join shortly.  Feel free to put your char. into the galley!

I've also penned a rough draft for the next History Lesson.  If you're looking for the basics, I'm pulling alot from the Firefly Serenity database timeline.  Note that I am shifting a couple dates here and there to suit our narrative, but for the most part we're following along.

On the cyborg front, I've got more of my schedule back.  The surgery and resulting rounds of PT went really well, so they cut me loose in time to go on a punk rock cruise.  (Important note:  passing through a metal detector is a whole new experience with a hunk of titanium inside one's body.  More on that later.)

Once we've completed the Boone meet and greet, we're likely to have a time jump.  Wolf and I are hashing out the particulars and will keep you posted. In the meantime, have a great Thanksgiving, love your people, and eat all the wrong things!

Also, WWIF.

sail