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Who:- Jay, Alota
Where:- their quarters
When:- morning after the party
 
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP. Thwack,
murmers were heard from beneath the covers as Jay smashed the alarm clock, his head was a tad on the painful side and he really didnt need the alarm ringing in his skull. Flashvbacks hurtled through his head. All fairly normal stuff up untill the point where Jenny Wildflower had offered hi ma pint of something, after that all he had were blurred images of what he assumed was an evil clone of himself and promplty began trying to set fire to his hair, only to discover it was Keto and carried where he stopped trying to set fire to his head and aimed for his crotch instead.
Alota got up, got dressed and headed off for herduty shift. While Jay continued to suffer.
A few hours later that morning..(around about 4.30 in the afternoon) Jay decided to brave the world.
He went to the shuttlebay and attached a poster to the wall which, in his unmistakeable left-handed scrawl sort of read.
 
 If you got a pilots license then you gotta race!
See Kayn or Jay to enter.
 
simple but hopefully it would get the message across..
 
<in other words..anyone wanna race us?>