oh captain my captain

[nocawsforconcern]

Who: Enna and you!
Where: Network, and then the kitchen car!
When: Imagination 15, morning
What: Enna claims the captaincy.
Warnings: Summaries of the mission, including death and injury!

[The ICPs on the train will all start up, showing Enna's face, looking uncharacteristically serious. And she seems to have figured out the ICPs much better since her last time.]

Cawww... That mission was a mess. It sucked. For a lot of reasons.

[She sighs, folding her arms, her cloak wrapped around her.]

Hi. If I haven't met you yet, I'm Enna. Gienah Alchiba, captain of the Argo Minor. But call me Enna. Or Captain, 'cause that's what this is about.

When we were fighting the bad guys, I called myself the captain of the Voidtrecker Express. That was mostly to make myself a priority target, 'cause I'm the one who had the unbreakable shield. But I meant it, too. A crew this size needs a captain, so I'll do it. 'Cause, that was awful.

We need to make sure this won't happen again. Not just so that we're more prepared, so we can fight through anything, but we need to be careful about who does what. Someone in the group I was in killed one of the bad guys after they were already pinned down. I dunno who that guy is, but that's not something I will allow to happen again.

[She takes a minute to gather herself again, figure her thoughts out as she rustles her cloak.]

I need to know what all happened on this mission. What groups were where. Please report in with what you know of what happened on this mission, what you did. If you know anything about who those enemies were, that's important, too. We can't keep sailing blind. If we get another mission like this and we're any less organized, we might not have anyone survive.

I'll be at the.... There's no helm. Caw. Okay. I'll be in the kitchen car. Come report to me there. I'm going to start making plans for what to do next time.

[The video ends. She didn't even punch the ICP this time.]

(OOC note: This is not an OOCly enforced thing, this is just Enna's own actions. You don't have to acknowledge or obey, the train sure won't. Replies are gonna be assumed to be in-person unless specified otherwise!)

Comments

[nocawsforconcern]

Cawww....

[Enna nods, though she seems a bit frustrated.]

I dunno. I can't describe him- He had black hair, but he died right after killing the down guy. I couldn't get a good look at him with everything going on. And he was wearing red, but everyone's clothes were red with how that fight went.

[She's mad about it, too. She wants to be able to identify someone who'd do that, but.]

I dunno what 'Fight club' is but if it's learning how to fight, I agree. And I haven't really heard of the council, either. If they can't help stop stuff like this, then I don't really care about 'em. Caw.

[tactlesstantei]

“Alright, he has black hair, is possibly Red team, and died afterwards. That probably narrows it down, so I’ll keep an eye out for anyone fitting that description.”

[Surely there’s not that many people who died during the mission, right?

And as for Fight Club and the council-]

“Fight Club is generally held in the training gym, and yes, people go usually to practice or spar, but there’s some people who offer training to others there. The council are a group of people who were elected to the job, they get together to make decisions about the train. I would at least talk to them about dealing with the person who killed one of the attackers, but it sounds like you have reason to think they won’t help.”

[nocawsforconcern]

I dunno about 'won't'. I think they can't. They're not organized. A captain should be doing more. Giving roles. Matching people from their abilities to their tasks. Setting up more rear support. Fighting on the front lines.

[She folds her arms.]

Fight club... Sounds good. I shouldn't go, though.