Lomadia and Riker left the starting area, quickly cutting down some nearby trees for supplies. The blonde looked at the Starfleet officer, who was working quickly. He made a crafting bench, setting up near where they started. He smiled, heading towards the supply chest that was a few feet away.
Lomadia watched him for a moment before frowning. “You seem to know a lot about how Minecraftia works for someone who doesn’t know what Ridge’s Survival Games are.”
Riker smirked, tossing her a bit of leather that was in the chest. “Well, I should. I was stuck here for three years before Xephos and the others found