[Voice//Winding Way]

[right_hand_cat]

 [A roll of thunder, and the low growl of a displeased cat]

This storm is making my fur stand on end. Lighting doesn't bother me normally, but ships catch on fire...

I'm going to make sure we have buckets and water ready, just in case. [Another low growl, then a snort of distaste before the journal clicks off]

Comments

[Ranulf|Medium Security]

[fallingjunkyard]

You might want a shave, too. Wouldn't want to cause a spark in conditions like this now, would you? At best, you might fry your journal.

[Voice]

[fire_water_wood]

F-F-FIRE?!?! [*sounds of terror, and of someone /making/ themselves calm down*] I-I . . . y-yes, I . . . I-I supp-ppose that makes sense.

T-the ship is equipped to deal with such an emergency, though, r-right??