145 - [Video] - Spam also welcome

[Morgan is out on deck, which is seemingly unoccupied. She's successfully avoided bursting into song for this long and decided she was safe to pursue a little fresh air and as per usual she gets a little caught up in the view. It's her favorite part about this place. Her video feed cuts on when she leans against the deck and unknowingly puts a little too much pressure on some of the buttons. Damn modern gadgetry :| She hears the music first and smiles a little sourly, looking up at nobody and nothing in particular, like she does when she's directing something at the Admiral, with a sort of humorous Okay fine you got me kind of air. Her voice is soulful and nostalgic.]

( The sweetest dreams I've ever known are those of you and those of home. )

[The sound of a low "awooo" is heard and she looks down, bending to give Mason the basset hound a few affectionate strokes. When she stands again she notices the little red light on, makes a face, and clicks it off.]

(ooc: Comments and spam are welcome :3)