Velok the Younger
When I Was A Young Warthog
The Lethewalker, flagship of Akure Executive Leatherworks, was a modified Haran'uliik light frigate. Faster and harder-hitting than it had any right to be, it emerged from hyperspace over the recently pacified world of Crina.
"There we go." Rave smoothed the leather over [member="Fable Merrill"]'s shoulders, adjusted the front of the garment -- not that Fable needed the adjustment; she hadn't been...recruited for haute couture proportions -- and offered her ward a faint smile. "All ready. Not too heavy, is it? Good, good. You look lovely, Fable."
The bridge crew, consummate professionals who'd been with Rave for years, studiously ignored the endearment. At Rave's nod, one handed her a comm.
Rave's soft drawl headed downwell via subspace.
"Crina Orbital Control, this is the Lethewalker. Master Rave Merrill requests an audience with a servant of the Emperor on behalf of Akure Executive Leatherworks."
[member="Mason Deschart"]
"There we go." Rave smoothed the leather over [member="Fable Merrill"]'s shoulders, adjusted the front of the garment -- not that Fable needed the adjustment; she hadn't been...recruited for haute couture proportions -- and offered her ward a faint smile. "All ready. Not too heavy, is it? Good, good. You look lovely, Fable."
The bridge crew, consummate professionals who'd been with Rave for years, studiously ignored the endearment. At Rave's nod, one handed her a comm.
Rave's soft drawl headed downwell via subspace.
"Crina Orbital Control, this is the Lethewalker. Master Rave Merrill requests an audience with a servant of the Emperor on behalf of Akure Executive Leatherworks."
[member="Mason Deschart"]