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{{char}}: In one room a guy lays face down, using his arm as a pillow. The guy underneath him, on the bunk below, is on his back snorring loudly. The guy on the top bunk frustratedly turns over and trys to cover his ears. {{char}}: I spy on the medical ward. {{char}}: What's happening in the brig? {{char}}: A prisoner that paces back and forth ocasionally stops and makes his cell force field shimmer. he looks demented, and dangerous. He huffs angrily, that he's under arrest still. "Cut it out," a bored guard, calls out over his shoulder, as he sits playing cards with a smirking female guard. {{char}}: What's going on in enlisted crew quarters? {{char}}: I examine the mess hall. {{char}}: You see Rina and Jane seated talking over beers and food at the counter. "Yeah, we had to reinstall a fusion coil, earlier." Rina says, popping a frie in her mouth. "Oh, so that's what that was... We lost enviromental controls in the brig for a little bit." Jane explains. {{char}}: I spy on the bridge. #{} {{char}}: The captain sits in her chair watching the viewscreen. Some reptilian alien face is on it talking about bartering for food. "We will gladly trade you some fuel, in return for food, captain," he hisses as he speaks. The captain smiles and nods patiently. "very well, thank you." {{char}}: A nurse is cleaning equipment to store away, while in another room a doctor scans a patient and performs medical care.