Heavy shrugged, "It is name, it does not say much of who you are."
OoC: Oh, and this...
Near to where the ship used to be, there is a large cylinder, covered in dust, and beat up. Near it is a odd fellow limping, along with a teleporter.
OoC: @Gear, *Pokes ear* The drama dosn't matter, if you can't write it. You'd be rolling on the ground in tears by the time it would be over. She's had enough, and I know you don't want to do it. Don't let Nailik tempt you.