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[TheBiggerFish]

((Well, I can, but I thought it made sense to respond.))

[SOLDIER First]

Hypothetical thought meta is as gay as Eirika

[Adragis]

((i don't know if you know this is the ic))

[SOLDIER First]

Who says they aren't thoughts?

[Dustan Hache]

((ENG would care, but he only met her in passing while arguing with motya over the rules of personal space.)

[TCM]

At some point in time, Dem Boyz obtain possession of 1 kilo of straight kush, a cigarette lighter and some wax paper. Their location is undisclosed and obscured from the outside world. Aesford presses the herb into a piece of paper, breaking down the substance, meticulously separating the seed from the plant. "I don't know what they put in the Japanese stuff, but if it's anything like in Compton then woooooooooo son."

[SOLDIER First]

"...But I'm sure we can get past them, hm?"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Of course."

[kj1225]

At some point in time, Dem Boyz obtain possession of 1 kilo of straight kush, a cigarette lighter and some wax paper. Their location is undisclosed and obscured from the outside world. Aesford presses the herb into a piece of paper, breaking down the substance, meticulously separating the seed from the plant. "I don't know what they put in the Japanese stuff, but if it's anything like in Compton then woooooooooo son."

"Oh, we did have this stuff! We used to put a little wind dust in the tip to act as a filter. Worked great until your buddy set it off to mess with you."

[TCM]

Aesford finishes wrapping the paper until it coalesces into a proper blunt. He presses it between his lips, lighting the end of it. He inhales the smoke, removing the blunt and letting the concoction dance in his lungs before exhaling a greenish-blue smoke. "Oh shit, that ain't....whatever." Aesford's muscles relax, as he limply holds up the still hot piece, offering it to Ian or Boxwood, whoever wants it first.

[SOLDIER First]

Eirika stands up and looks invitingly at Mio.

[Dustan Hache]

Dustan was inexplicably proven wrong as Tourmaline is behind him, "How goes the repairs?"

"I am about to set the first group of cannons online. I just need to create a secure wireless connection to a terminal. As much as I would like to link it to my nanocomm headset, I believe that some might see it as a abuse of power. Not to mention the fact that would deny most people access to ship-based weaponry if something blew my head off."

[Sanure]

"I think I saw a disabled terminal in the Bridge, Think you can go and reactivate it? I'll handle setting up the wireless connection using a few of the already existing hard points."

[Dustan Hache]

"Yes ma'am."
He would snap her a small, quick salute before going off to locate the terminal. First time he ever did that in the crew..

[kj1225]

Aesford finishes wrapping the paper until it coalesces into a proper blunt. He presses it between his lips, lighting the end of it. He inhales the smoke, removing the blunt and letting the concoction dance in his lungs before exhaling a greenish-blue smoke. "Oh shit, that ain't....whatever." Aesford's muscles relax, as he limply holds up the still hot piece, offering it to Ian or Boxwood, whoever wants it first.

Ian shrugs and takes the blunt. With a quick once over out of the way he takes a puff of it.