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Carn:
Galley

"We should probably asign a official cook."

Alister finishes the apple, the grabs a turkey leg.

"Good day Miss Amelia, I need to speak with the Commander about some matters."

And with that, he exits the galley and heads after Frey.

"The brig huh?"

He sticks the turkey leg into a pocket. It has been striped clean. Then he enters, quietly.

ShadedExalt:
Galley:

"I overheard something about weapon maintenance?", Gaige says as he plops into a chair and grabs an orange, expertly peeling it.  "Where exactly are the trouble spots?"

Carn:
Brig

"Oh, hello Alister!"

In response, Alister deadbolts the door. Sealing everyone out, except Frey, Jasper, and himself.

"Really? Can't we  be civil?"

"You tell me. Your the one working with megalomaniac mutants."

"Touché."

Turning to Frey, Jasper puts on a smile.

"He CAN actually be rather intelligent. If it weren't for that pesky temper. Then again, it is why he was..."

He is cut off as Alister surges forward, slamming into the bars.

"Relevant information, and direct questions only Briggs."

BdrLineAzn:
Brig

Calmly with out looking at Carn, Frey says to him, "That will be quite alright Mr. Carn. I believe that Mr. Briggs here haven't got any breakfast and may be famished, you you kindly fetch hm a tray."

Carn:
Brig

"Yes Sir. I do have another matter to discuss with you later however."

He then turns around and leaves, locking the door behind him.

"Hope you like bland gruel Briggs."

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