[Shenandoah]

"I was going to go take care of the medical supplies," Faith responded, still with a faint blush on her cheeks. "I don't want us to be stuck in a situation that could be made worse by not... having everything organized." She stuck her thumbs in the negligible pockets on her butt as the shorts were practically melded to her ass. She figured the tiny pockets were more for show than for any actual use. "It gives me something do do other than clean compulsively." There was a kind of rolled shrug of her shoulders. A somewhat self-deprecating move, as there was a good side to being somewhat OCD with cleaning (especially in the galley) despite the fact there were systems on the ship that cleaned the general areas sufficiently.

"What attempt?" smirked Hermes. "I just got her to agree, man! We're goin' ta Mars!" He made a fist and pumped it into the air, whooping his excitement. "And I want to properly play this time, not turn it into a smash-n-grab. I wanna plunk on the slots and have cards dealt to me, not get shot at." That really rankled Hermes's nerves. Last time they had gone to a casino for some R&R, it turned into another pirating spree. Of course, it was his fault for picking a satellite casino rather than a ground-based one, but did they have to do that every time he wanted some fun that didn't involve stealing?