[color=8493ca][h3][b]Rear Admiral Le Marinier[/b][/h3]
[b]New Adventures[/b]
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Sorting out drinks was not quite the job for an Admiral but well,  this was hardly a regular situation. The crew was hardly normal, nothing was normal here. Normal was a word they used to describe things that happened to other people. A Princess no less, and of the nation this belonged. Did it make a Royal airship?

He nodded, just glad to be doing something vaguely useful. Admiral was still taking some getting used to and it took a double take so used to being and making peace with a career as a captain. Flag officer without a ship, it was strange indeed. “Aye, I'll see what we have aboard, we will make the best of it. Give me 20 or so minutes.” He was unsure if it would be suitable for a Princess no less, but they had made do before with worse. 

He kept respectful, it was somewhat strange dealing with someone who was normal who turned out to be a princess. Like who even thought that was an option? No training covered that one. The salute was crisp and clean as he turned away and headed to the dining area. He guessed that would be the best place to gather, find some drinks, coffee or so about. There had to be something.

The area was about as he had found it before but someone had done repairs, patched some of their old damage and also could see the signs of new light armour over an engine just slightly visible. Minimal but might deflect the odd hit. 

Turning back to the room, he began to busy himself searching and found some.. serviceable supplies and tried to arrange the military rations and mix of furniture into something that was vaguely, kinda comfortable and less briefing room.