Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-13427943-20160403073608/@comment-24416658-20160427030248

Seiriol stowed her wingarms, jogging straight to the navigation station. Cracking her knuckles, she went to work on the levers, panels, switches, and dials that were on the display in front of her.

"Conditions are ideal, captain!" she called out, tapping a dial to see if it still worked, "Minor wind change from the starboard side, but nothing to be worried about!" She fell into her chair, sighing. Here came the boring part, waiting.