((Nah, nobody's left Patty. Mar's screwing around outside trying to locate the others, Ossanlin is trying to get out of here so he can pursue Sukohn, Myitt's talking with Terenia who's outside, and Keshin is actually onboard Myitt's broken ship being himself. Sorry for the delay on the posts guys! Sleepovers are fun! ; ) And once again…tell me what I might find.
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Keshin shrugs and walks towards the back of the cabin, throwing his hands up in the air. <We might as well start looking through this place for something useful, then. After that, we'll screw around with what's recorded in the navigational computer and see if we can figure out where the rebel base is. Then we need to get out of here before the others start wondering where we are.>
<We've really been treadin' on thin ice, here. An' we need to keep track of that broad outside.>
<This shouldn't take more than twenty minutes. She can't be leaving that fast.>
Keshin then opens the first door, which reveals...supplies. Boxes of semi-neatly labeled things that people use on long trips. Keshin groans, rifling through one of the boxes but quickly realizing there's nothing but food and pool rations that's worth stealing. And he doesn't have big enough pockets for the kind of thing he'd want to steal. <....huh. There's a few boxes of Wheaties in here. Wonder when Myitt had time to pick this up. ...was it back when half the Bar left on that trip?>
Keshin shrugs and leaves the room quietly, closing the door the way he’d left it. Keshin then opens the second room and gets a grin on his face as soon as he sees the memory dump and computer terminal. <Now that is more like it.>
<Way to go, Kess!>
Keshin frowns as soon as he realizes that the memory dump terminal looks fried. <There goes that idea. Maybe we can check the computer in here for
info.>
To that end, Keshin flicks on the monitor and begins to look through whatever’s in front of him…
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Mar then nods calmly, thinking over Ossanlin’s response. <I…know what you mean. There seems to be something terribly wrong with the timestream around her and in this area in general. I wish you luck in your endeavor, Ossanlin. If you need my assistance with cleanup when you return, you need only ask. …but I’m telling you. I get the feeling that you somehow picked up another person on the way…>
As soon as he reaches the shipyard area, Mar’s eyes widen. Elayne is standing there, and she still seems to be alive and well. Although Ossanlin is definitely right; Elayne is almost painful to look at. He cannot get a clear grasp of what’s in front of him, but he presses on anyway towards Myitt and Elayne. Mar bows, looking flustered.
“E…Elayne. You have returned, milady. Are you…well? Something is…off,” states Mar, rubbing his forehead as he speaks.
