Search For A Spelljammer

[*DigitalDragoon]

"No Brindas, there has been no change yet. I did not mean to have you dragged from whatever you were doing."

His gaze flickers over those assembled. He begins to speak but pauses as eve enters, shifting on his feet idly for a few moments as Dace addresses her.

"This should be everyone we are traveling with, yes. Perhaps a few more then originally anticipated. With the exception of our unconscious friend, they are all currently a members of my little organization."

Turning he gesturing to Odette. "This is Odette. She is helping to manage this case and is generally a reliable person to have around. The fellow she went and retrieved is our junior medical expert, Brindas Defeign. He was the one who initially found and treated Argent after his injury. He seems to be able to make contact with our client while he is unconscious, a Psion I believe is the term..?"

Turns to study Brindas for a moment before his attention shifts to the last member of his own group.

"And this is Vara. She is the magic specialist who will be conducting the scrying spell for the missing vessel. This mirror you mention sounds interesting, We shall have to see if it would work. There are some issues with the ship that complicate attempts to find it."

Finally he simply nods to Dace.

"That is fine. What all of you are doing for us is greatly appreciated."

[*DarkArc]

Upon reaching the Prison, she knocks three times upon the door of Factor Charae's
office.[/i]

"Factah Charae, d'you 'ave a momen'?" she calls through the door.

Charae had been looking through the latest shift reports and organizing her notes when Brynn knocked on the door.

"Enter," Charae said. "What can I help you with, Namer Brynn?"

[*LadyLightning]

Brynn greets the Factor with a crisp salute, and gets right to the point.

"Justice Dace told me to ask you if we can 'ave a brief leave ov absence,
to take the Siren ou' an' invessiga'e a lead in the Astral. 'E awso told me
to ask for medical supplies for the trip.

Is tha' awroigh'? Sorry to bovvah you, Factah."

[*LadyLightning]

Brynn turns wordlessly on one heel and strides out the door, taking a turn down the hall
toward the quartermaster's post -- the storage room. She makes sure to lock the barred
iron gate behind her, as anything other than the reception desk is a restricted area, and
proper precautions must be taken.

When she arrives, she presents the slip of paper to the quartermaster on duty.

"Factah Charae told me to bring 'is to you. I's a requisition, for medical supplies."

[*Lucadia]

Slight list to the ship at it remains in drift, sending the occupant skittering across the deck. Prior to that, several controls has been flicked, various crystals that acted as part of the control panel flaring to life briefly before dying out. The interior has been slowly cooling off on the upper levels. It decided to move down stairs among the botanical garden, where it was warmer.

//"To allow everyone to continue RPing as normal while we do the story of this topic, all events here will be considered to take place only once the topic has come to it's conclusion. Apologies for any inconvenience"

[*MirielKanan]

*Eve gives both Oddette and Quinn a nod meeting them at Phantom's going away party.*

"I'll begin preping engineering to prime the engines. If you need any advice or magic assistance I'll be in my office."

*Waits for Dace to dismiss her.*

[*Cenpuppie]

Vara stays out of the way of the crew as it preps the ship and tends to keep her nose in a spell book until Odette speaks up.

"I can cast the scry spell here. It'll be alot easier than going plane to plane" see asks.

[*MimiFearthegn]

Sasha busied herself taking care of any last minute preparations until the eve of the departure, when, presumably, they set a course for the Astral. . .

[*LadyLightning]

Brynn returns shortly with medical supplies, and a note for Dace, detailing Charae's
instructions as it relates to reporting back in.

[*DigitalDragoon]

Quinn goes with the Client when he is moved to keep an eye on his condition, generally trying to stay out from underfoot of the crew as they work.