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[space__puppy]

*Here we have a tall, slightly handsome young man in the uniform of an RMN Captain, and he strolls in, looking vaguely confused, and salutes*

Captain Rafael Cardones, of the HMS Werewolf, at your service. Can anyone tell me what the hell is going on? I woke up and I was here, wherever this is.

Typist: Augh, I finally finished War of Honor. So

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[treecateyes]

Rafe! *grins broadly* It's good to see you, how've you been? *has momentarily forgotten, it seems, that as far as Rafe knows he's still dead*

[space__puppy]

*blinkblink* ...Now I'm even more confused, but other than that, just fine. You? --Um, besides dead?

[treecateyes]

*looks sheepish* ...Sorry, I forgot you didn't know. I'm pretty good...aside from being dead. *laughs*

[space__puppy]

*grins more* Well, it's good to see you again. Who else is here?

[treecateyes]

The Skipper's here, and Admiral McKeon...Paul, who's also no longer dead somehow, Andrew LaFollet, Scotty, Admiral White Haven, Admiral Theisman...And Pierre, St. Just, and *dark look* Cordelia Randsom, but she hasn't shown up for a while.

Mun: ....Am I forgetting somebody? I know I'm forgetting somebody.

[space__puppy]

*frowns* Have the Peeps tried anything?

Mun: ..Esther, I think. And Allison.

[treecateyes]

Nothing organized. Randsom had a gun, which caused some...problems...but the Skipper got it off of her, which is a relief.

Mun: ...And Jared Sutton. But -how- did I forget -Allison-? *facepalm*

[space__puppy]

*nods* Good thing she has no gun, then.