H-357: Little Isle Manor House, Parlour
Is Lia’s glass empty or full at this point? “Serendipitous,” Raina comments in apparent wry agreement.
The RPG of Dominion Space…
Is Lia’s glass empty or full at this point? “Serendipitous,” Raina comments in apparent wry agreement.
“That might work for you,” she says with a smile. Does Oliver have further questions for Jennie?
Raina appraises Lia briefly, then takes a mouthful of her drink. “I think you and me are going to get along just fine.”
That does appear to generate a flicker of… something… from Raina. “Without that, you might as well give up; and many do.” She pauses to sip her drink. “Also, nothing wrong with reducing the...
Raina clearly takes in the view of Lia’s midriff, but – as Lia may be coming to appreciate – she doesn’t give much away as to her opinion of it, and it doesn’t distract...
“When I was at Gateway I always had a sense they were cautious of Dominion Mers, but wanted to sell me something; and if you have obvious tech on you they’ll sometimes offer to...
Lia’s Body language skill allows her to detect a kind of inner smile in Raina that she’s mostly not allowing to reach her face, instead seeming mostly relaxed. She also allows the silence to...
She unlocks her chair from its forward-facing position and swings around to face him, “Well, I know they don’t have an Overlord, they’re ruled by some group called the Parliament. “Their Legion Navy is...
Arriving in Control, Jennie settles in to her usual Helm/Nav seat. Oliver can stand and look over her shoulder, sit next to her in Karmen’s Conn seat, sit in his usual seat at Comm/Scan...
Raina stirs, seems uncharacteristically still slightly absent, murmurs, “Well, sometime I might show it to you.” She drinks, washes the alcohol down, eyes shut. Opens them. Focus back on Lia, watches...