She came bellow deck fuming. She wasn't getting payed enough to allow the fish to have a good time and she sure as hell didn't want her shipmates to be happy. No they should suffer, more than herself if possible. The Plotless Monster was nothing, a poor excuse for a ship. She had worked on better. She let us know every opportunity she got. Unfortunately someone fact-checked that and came back unimpressed lowering her cred with the rest of the crew.
This bit started months ago. Well, the fuming below decks. Now with the coming of Vanity she felt threatened. Here was someone who would threaten her position. And so Testa, instead of rising to the occasion and being a gracious queenly presence, became a feral animal. Which alienated those who would have helped her.
Our social health is threatened by self interest. At what point dose undisciplined self interest kill you?
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