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[Dutch appears on the screen looking unusually happy considering everything that's happened to her and her fellow crew members. Her hair, with the exception of a couple patches of long, blonde strands, has turned into wispy strands of glass. Her favorite spot on the ship has even been demolished. Dutch has every reason to be down in the dumps, but there's a smile on her face.]
Hello, residents of the Moira. I was wondering if any of you might be down for a few hands of twenty-one when you have a spare moment?
[She holds up part of a deck of cards, fanning them out. If she can't have alcohol, then at least she can at least have her other vice.]
It doesn't have to be for bets. It can be for funsies.
[Her eyebrows raise slightly.]
What do you say?
Hello, residents of the Moira. I was wondering if any of you might be down for a few hands of twenty-one when you have a spare moment?
[She holds up part of a deck of cards, fanning them out. If she can't have alcohol, then at least she can at least have her other vice.]
It doesn't have to be for bets. It can be for funsies.
[Her eyebrows raise slightly.]
What do you say?