Psychie
Princess Psychie
Terra looks over the pictures she took and then looks up at the group. "That Ark is friggin' huge. It may be too much ship for us to take, even with the whole lot of us working together on it. It may also be too big for Ramius and his people to operate, since there is only a handful of them. But, if we can get to it, and then get into the control room, I can say that I will do my best with my Automations to keep that control room secure and safe for our Grackle Tooth friend and his people."
She tilts her head to the side, wondering. "Say, that thing is designed to hold thousand of slaves in it. Do you think that there might be some onboard now? If so, rescuing them could be a great way to get some extra hands, even if they don't know anything about boats."
She tilts her head to the side, wondering. "Say, that thing is designed to hold thousand of slaves in it. Do you think that there might be some onboard now? If so, rescuing them could be a great way to get some extra hands, even if they don't know anything about boats."