StaffAssistantStaffAssistant: it's time to Tide.



There's a strong effort to muster the tide here, but something's lacking. The unknown, all-permeating forces of the Grey Tide seem to be rising somewhere else, not here, so there's no way to get it truly at its tidal peaks. RedDwarfRedDwarf hurtles towards a violent encounter with HeadOfSecurityHeadOfSecurity. Judging by the howling and shouting, they've got some strong motivation, but they can't find one of their subordinates, meant to assist them!


RedDwarfRedDwarf: WhiteDwarfWhiteDwarf!!
RedDwarfRedDwarf: GOD DAMMIT WhiteDwarfWhiteDwarf!! WHERE ARE YOU!?
RedDwarfRedDwarf: AAAAAAAA I HATE THESE LEAD-LOOKING DEAD-GETTIN' GREY-SUIT TRASHBAGS!!


RedDwarfRedDwarf: Left baldie, shoot the fire extinguisher for covering smoke, right baldie, bartender, back baldie. Remember to breathe.