Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31401828-20170602122803/@comment-30700719-20170905001952

I sigh discreetly and reply, "Yes, ma'am." I put away the hand towel and trudge out of the kitchen. "I just can't seem to do anything right. I lose the Trieste, I manage to piss off not only the head chef, but also the head of the infirmary...it can only go so far south from here." I step into my cell and sit down. "Of course, if I'm not careful, it'll go farther still. Hell, it'll do that even if I AM careful." I tap my PDA and resume designing an orbital satellite. "Ah, well. Hobbies are useful, for a man who has a lot of time."