ealdanagutiérrez; 001

[adequacies]

While I know there are many more pressing matters at hand, there's been a distinct problem I've noticed onboard in the most recent karaoke nights.  I won’t name names, but I have noticed a lack of rhythm that can be rectified with a little practice. Luckily, I am here to help, and there is no singing required.

This Friday, I'll be hosting a group salsa class in the community room.   You don't need to have danced before; all prior skills you need are the ability to count to eight and how to stand up straight.

All are welcome, though anyone who is judgmental towards others just learning will be asked to leave.  I don't have patience for that, and it's supposed to be fun.

See you Friday at seven.  Wear comfortable shoes.

Comments

[oneirophrenic]

And I suppose this Wyatt could crush beer cans with his biceps? This is what you would like on the ship?

[loculus]

The drought of biceps that could subdue nations is an obvious lacuna in our force, and one I intend to correct.

[oneirophrenic]

I see.

[loculus]

That's the least number of syllables I've ever seen you use in polite company.

[oneirophrenic]

I simply hadn't realized you felt there was such a shortage of beefy men on this ship.

[loculus]

The men in Battlest are built, yes, but there is a severe beef deficiency.

[oneirophrenic]

Well. I hope you and Ronen's ex-Wyatt get on like gangbusters.

[loculus]

A physiotherapist would benefit all of us, Nikola.

[oneirophrenic]

I'm sure.

niko.

[loculus]

Tell me why you've been struck with sudden-onset monosyllabism, mi tesoro.

dominiko.

[oneirophrenic]

It's nothing. I'm fine.

dominiko.

[loculus]

You may have this only because you were so willing to share yesterday.

dominiko.

[oneirophrenic]

Thank you.

dominiko.

[loculus]

Would you I'd like to see you before I leave.

dominiko.

[oneirophrenic]

Are you sure you wouldn't rather content yourself with imagining this salt-of-the-earth Wyatt, with his rippling pectorals and impressive biceps?

Noldana.

[adrii]

This is utterly painful to watch, Nikola.

Noldana.

[oneirophrenic]

Go away, Adrían.

Noldana.

[adrii]

No. You are obviously jealous of an imaginary man named Wyatt, which is the most white name I have heard in years. It's absurd. You are clearly better than some overmuscled walking cliché.

Noldana.

[oneirophrenic]

I don't know.

Noldana.

[adrii]

It would be his hypothetical loss, though I assume he's simply being a goblin to get a rise.

[jaxsons]

Amen, but maybe not my ex's ex.

[loculus]

How would such a connection even be of concern to you? Are we not fighting a resistance against intergalactic foes?

[jaxsons]

We are, aren't we?

[loculus]

And thus. Physiotherapists.

[jaxsons]

Maybe we become best friends.