Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24652012-20160225200619/@comment-24652012-20160331202907

As the Tavo'ian fleet mistress waits for permission to land her fleet, her mate, a cute male Ruut'ian by her side, the Kig-yar onboard begin to grow board and start throwing frizbees down the hall way.

Tavo'ian fleet mistress: "Damn, what is taking so long? My son is at that base and I want to come see him! As she waits she taps her command chair with her claws.

Mean while, a voice on comms: "Good news, we have made arrangements in the colony on planet Hurricane, 85 Siren Warships are ready and available, arrival time, 8 hours 42 minuets. They will be loaded with 75000 siren warriors in landsuits. The fleet is being launched as we speak. Thank you for your patients, and have a great day."