Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25218347-20190329152445/@comment-27661770-20190402123322

Grif radios in.

"All right, roll call! Who's still alive, Blood Gulch crew? And yes this includes anyone tacked on who knows said crew."

Johnson nodded and put the rest of the fuel in.

"This won't last ya long, but it's enough to land ya on the planet down there. There's a distress beacon down there too, and we're plannin' on landin' there. We'll stock ya up when we land. ...an' this don't look like a two-man ship. Means more people, right?"