Ensign Maramox - Singing a Calm Song?

[Sunny-Miles Summers]

((Runabout Little Crow))

The turbulence wasn’t agreeing with Maramox. It was taking them a bit to recall something. That might be important. They wondered what it could have been… Something important…

Maramox: We’re still flying. We can try and fix it when we land. ::they’ve given up on hiding the strain in their voice::

Yirah: Hey Maramox. Are you alright?

Maramox looked at Yirah with a pained smile. When the next crash of lighting hit they manged;

Maramox: I’m doing alright. It’s just nerves. The sound is what’s getting me more than anything.

Lystra/Perax: response

Yirah: Is there anything I can do to help you?

Lystra/Perax: response

Maramox: Know any good songs? Maybe we can sing the rest of our way down.

They attempted this as a joke, but weren’t too sure if it came across with their voice dripping with the unheard thunder of each bolt.

Yirah/Lystra/Perax: Response

Maramox felt a little lighter. Having their crew want to make the turbulence better. They gave a small calming breath out.

And yet, they yelped at the next strike on the little crow.

Maramox: Thank-you. Anything I can do for you all?

A task would distract them. This would give them something actionable. Not that they made any effort to articulate this as a need.

Yirah/Lystra/Perax: Response
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Ensign Maramox (they/them)
Medical Officer
StarBase 118 Academy
C240209M12
@pickledpike on discord (they/he)