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Carn:
"Oh hello Commander, I could have sworn I saw a bottle or two of rum here the other day. But to answer your questions, restful I suppose, but I need to actually find a suitable cabin. I slept in the armory, and almost blew it up this morning when I went to turn on the lights. As for our guest, he's secured. I do not know if Captain Morgan has been made aware of him, but I warned Ms. Amelia. Nobody should go down there alone, and nobody should go down there for the first time without me or Alison. She sends her pleasantries on the matter by the way. She also informed me that he's been muttering a rather troubling rhyme."

BdrLineAzn:
"That's intriguing, but if you are looking for a bottle or two it should be in the galley. Oh speaking of the Captain, where is she? I got something to tell to the both of you."

Carn:
"No idea. Last I saw her, she claimed the captain's quarters. And I swore I saw a bottle up here." A glass like clank is heard. "Found it! Ah, just some worker's bootleg." He stares at the bottle for a second, then uncorks it with his teeth and takes a drink. "Not bad I guess."

Piemanlives:
Reagan woke with a creak in her back, Am I still in the cargo bay? She took a look about, and yes, she was still in the cargo bay and she was bit sore, if somehow well rested. She stood immediately, not wanting to cause any more discomfort for herself for the rest of the day. She gave a few experimental stretches of her body and decided that she would grab breakfast, perhaps this tub has food ready.

Of course there was in fact cafeteria on board, empty, aside from her roommate. Amelia was in the kitchen space making herself breakfast when she entered.

"Making seconds?"

"If you want." She set aside another portion of ingredients and set about cooking. Reagan sat about quietly as Amelia cooked, and eventually was rewarded with an omelet which she dug into.

"So Amelia, we need to get you a proper weapon, I was thinking a light automatic. You don't have to accurate to spray a wall of lead at something after all."

"Mr. Carn wants access to the armory in headquarters. He wants everyone to be a walking armory."

"As if he and his friend aren't?" She took another bite of omelet. "Still, might be a good idea, even if it is a mess of paperwork, I'll get started and turn it in, you should come with me though, so we can give a few ideas a try."

They finished breakfast and parted ways, Amelia wanted to continue looking around the ship and Reagan wanted to finish the requisite paperwork as fast as possible, which she did, and moments later the two of them were headed back to HQ for weapons aplenty. Reagan spending at least a few glances to the strange creature that had appeared on Amelia's arm.

Carn:
"Do you need to tell us at the same time? If not, then you can tell me, and either you or I can tell next we see her. Also, I'm not sure if Jasper's rhyme has anything to do with the mission, but it may very well. Or it could just be him trying to screw with our brains. Or both, it could be any of those with him."

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