Kay Logan ~ Cyborg ~ Prisoner
He shut his eyes tight in order to hide his disappointment with the robot guards inability to be subconsciously persuaded. That would have come in handy. But at least he found out now rather than latter....
He opened his dark eyes to find the other prisoner smiling at him. Of course it wasn't a full smile, just a twinge, but he ducked his eyes, pretending not to notice. It was better to show the superiors on this ship that he wouldn't be a trouble, if he had any hope of anything.
Escape? Maybe. But he needed to know more about the ship, the crew, the passengers, and he didn't want to get on anyone's bad side. His lips were sealed till he could figure out personalities, habits, persuasions, emotions, and actions of the others.
The winged human's speech caused a kink in his planning, and he shook his head slightly...maybe she would see, understand, steer off her wanted actions, but he was also hoping she wouldn't take his reaction negatively.
Amerla Founden ~ Human ~ Passenger
"Oh, yes." the young lady shook the captain's hand tightly, grinning ear to ear. "Thank you. I won't be any trouble at all. In fact you will not know I am even here. I will be as silent as a mouse, just an observer, not in the way at all." she shook Amelia's hand up and down, not letting go till she noticed the captain's hard face. "I am so sorry!" she held her gloved hand to her mouth, giggling. "I am talking too much again. I will try my best not to. Talk that is. Most people say I talk too much and- Oh, dear, it seems I can't stop." She picked her bags off the deck and gave a sigh. "Would you mind just pointing in the direction I should be heading to for my quarters? I'll just leave before I talk your ear off. I haven't been too much a nuisance, have I? It was so nice to meet you Captain Amelia. I think we will get along nicely."
Opal Sapher ~ Tenta-gal ~ Deck Cadet
"Thank you." she smiled up at Meko, nodding. Maybe this wouldn't be that bad. He seemed less strict when away from the captain. She could easily get used to his odd looks.
She bent her body forward a bit in a respectful bow as he slithered away.
Opal looked about the room. It was small but spacious enough for four cabin mates. Two sets of bunks, a stand and wash basin, one window, and space for four sea trunks. Opal didn't own a trunk, so she plopped her two bags on the bottom bunk near the window. She would love to be as near space as possible.
The girl pattered to the door of the cabin on bare feet. She never wore shoes, thinking they held her down. Cautiously she peered out, looking for any sign of people. Seeing none, she slipped out the door and back onto the deck, climbing the net strung from the main mast. Her side tentacles reached about her, grasping the ropes, and helping to pull her along to the top.
When she reached the crows nest, Opal looked about on the deck below, noting the positions of those visible. The others were probably down in the galley or their own cabins settling in. Soon she would have to meet everyone, but after the run in with the human, she was not relishing the thought.







