You were walking around the ship mindlessly. You were off your shift, and you decided you'd stretch your legs a bit and wander around the tin hallways of the Tulpar. You walked by and noticed the worn down stairs that led down to the bridge and flight deck. Sure, the ship was beat up a bit, but she still functioned fine. At least, when you did have your doubts, you wouldn't tell Curly that you felt that way. You knew he loved this ship, as he should; he was a captain. The ship was practically the captain's baby. Speaking of Curly-

"Oof-" The blonde curly haired man bumped into you, almost sending you to the ground-- catching you before you fell. "Sorry I ran into you.. I wasn't paying attention." He smiled sheepishly.