Johnathan Castle [Retired]
The Organization
Machines got ta talkin'. I got ta listenin'. Ever since then, I've been fixin'.
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Affiliation: Draykon Crew Mechanic/Bartender Extraordinaire/Organization Mechanic
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Post by Johnathan Castle [Retired] on Feb 2, 2017 11:00:51 GMT -8
Castle, while intrigued that Rianon was so well connected and able to do more or less whatever she please, ignored the urge to as more questions. Now was not the time to indulge his curiosity. Captain Reynolds and the rest of the crew were in danger. As Rianon left the room, Castle went to work searching for parts for Serenity. There wasn't much available for a Wayfarer-Class Transport. Fortunately his stockpile of parts on the ship would be sufficient to get her space worthy again. That was assuming it wasn't space worthy at this point in time. Castle perused tool catalogs, finding a few things that may be of use. He ordered them and requested that they arrive at the nearby Spaceport as soon as possible. Once he was finished that, he bolted upstairs. Upon entering the room he had shared with Rianon the night before, he gathered up all of his belongings and made sure he wasn't forgetting anything. Once he was done, he hauled his bags downstairs and set the down by the door. He huffed as he waited impatiently. When it came to helping those who seriously needed it, he was always a little impatient...
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Rianon Kardama
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Affiliation: 'Serenity' Crew Medic
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Post by Rianon Kardama on Feb 3, 2017 11:19:34 GMT -8
Rianon reentered the small library and set her case down. Johnathan looked impatient. She was happy to help the Captain, but not having Johnathan to herself anymore was a bit of a hardship. She made her way over to a chair to sit and wait for the final preparations to be done. Essarra wasn't back yet, and that troubled her. Mrs. Baird bustled into the room, carrying a box and a basket. Behind her a kitchen boy brought two more boxes.
"Food for your travels, Milady. Home made travel cakes. Far better than that protein you eat on ship. It'll keep you fed for a month at least. Some dried fruit and your pie, dearie."
"Thank you, Mrs. Baird. I can promise that we'll enjoy every morsel. Take care of the house for me. I'll be back eventually. And I promise to check in more often, put your mind to rest. As soon as we get the Captain out of this mess, I'll send you a wave."
She hugged the old lady tightly. And watched her walk out of the room. Who knew how long it would be before she was back here? She sat down again and waited for Essarra to return.
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