10-02-2020, 07:53 PM
The captain was pleased when Roxie had offered to host task assignments - it was always good to see them happening. Everyone tended to be a bit more productive whenever they got them, and that was always appreciated. "Hit me up with them tasks," she'd request casually as she strolled in, looking over the crowd gathered thus far. She was glad to see so many taking part of the tasks, though her new quartermaster certainly had her work cut out for her given the amount she had to assign already.
//would also appreciate one word prompt
//would also appreciate one word prompt
NOTHING'S EVER LOST FOREVER, IT'S JUST HIDING IN THE RECESS OF YOUR MIND AND WHEN YOU NEED IT, IT WILL COME TO YOU AT NIGHT. I MISS THE YELLOW. I MISS THE YELLING AND THE SHAKEDOWN. I'M NOT COMPLAINING, NO, I GOT A BETTER SET OF KNIVES NOW. I MISS MY DRUMMER, MY DEAD STEPBROTHER, AND THE PIT CROWD. AND CHUCK AND MATTY - IF THEY COULD SEE ME THEY'D BE SO PROUD.