Cohort mingle

[art_of_war]

WHO: Delta, Winter, Phalanx, Connor, Billy, Thrawn
WHERE: The Bloodsport
WHAT: Everyone is stuck in the ship together, so be polite I guess?
WHEN: Event
WARNINGS: None anticipated

Since we're all stuck, a mingle seemed like a good idea.

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[art_of_war]

Thrawn left off looking at a screen and instead turned to Billy. He clasped his hands behind his back, looking rather formal.

"I believe it would be easiest for you to call me Thrawn."