Brank
"Bloodcult, you say?"
Nox bends into the mini-refrigerator, its door covered in all sorts of magnets. Some of the magnets seem to be based on beer brands, rock bands, and other things, while the rest are normal, everyday magnets for decoration. She reaches over to grab what seems to be a bottle of ale.
"Whatever. Not like we needed to stay under government watch. Maybe we could set an outpost on a life supporting planet, but we ain't gonna start a civilization anytime soon."
Nox gives her typical hearty laugh, deeper than it was in the past. She takes a bottle from a six-pack of "Wanderlust Brewing Co," a picture depicting the Colkirk-New Vesuna bridge on its label. She then grabs a fancy bottle opener, popping its lid off.
"Agh, I've aged a bit, haven't I? Look at the dust on my ol' magnets..."