51st Frontier [open commentlog]
[Concussions are not something to take lightly, so Phoenix has been resting the past few days. The air cast he had saved from when he'd broken his hand has proven useful again, saving him the need to visit AMU to get his fractured arm bound. He owes Damas a great deal as well. Once again the man had assisted him when he had needed it, treating him as best he could and asking nothing in return. Odette, too, had very likely saved his life. He would have liked to contact them, as well as others on the ship.
But Maia had taken his comm.
Clenching his fists at the thought of the woman, Phoenix gets out of his bed. He knows he should probably continue to rest, but he's spent too much time alone with his thoughts. He needs to get out and do something else. Perhaps if he searches deck twelve or the bazaar he'll find more materials for his project, and he'd greatly appreciate a change in diet, so the buffet will definitely be in order. Deck thirteen also holds an appeal after being cooped up so long.
Feel free to run into him!]
But Maia had taken his comm.
Clenching his fists at the thought of the woman, Phoenix gets out of his bed. He knows he should probably continue to rest, but he's spent too much time alone with his thoughts. He needs to get out and do something else. Perhaps if he searches deck twelve or the bazaar he'll find more materials for his project, and he'd greatly appreciate a change in diet, so the buffet will definitely be in order. Deck thirteen also holds an appeal after being cooped up so long.
Feel free to run into him!]