Lieutenant JG Charlotte Brexis - My Own Room
Charlotte Brexis
(( Alleged Monastery, Callis 1 ))
It hadn’t felt like long before MacKenzie and Storm were making their way back into the building.
Storm: Not much of a light, but you did leave it on for us, so thanks!
Alex held up a machete and nodded toward the one MacKenzie was holding. Charlotte chuckled to herself wondering if Storm was going to try and hide that one in her boot.
Storm: Look what we found! And there’s more where these came from.
Syn: ::slurring:: With your powers combined, you should be able to get my head off in one chop no problem!
Charlotte grimaced a bit. The poor Ensign wasn’t fairing well and it was obvious.
MacKenzie: Everyone gather your equipment. We found a space in the city with gear that is more secure… But we don’t have much time - it will be dark soon.
Brexis: Aye Sir.
She didn’t waste any time gathering what little supplies they did have.
Storm/Cole: Response
Syn: ::dazed:: Are we leaving?
MacKenzie looked at Cole and gestured to Syn.
MacKenzie: ::to Cole:: Are you able to help it?
Cole: Response
With her arms full of important supplies, Charlotte was ready to get going wherever this new space was. The thought of more gear was exciting and she was anxious to get going.
Brexis: ::To Storm:: Do you need me to carry anything else.
Storm: Response
Cole got the Ensign up to their feet.
Syn: ::leaning heavily on their guard:: Sure you don’t wanna lock me up here, come back later?
Brexis: Nah, we are bringing you in case one of the creatures comes after us. You are bait, my friend.
She was obviously joking, hopefully the Ensign was there enough to understand that.
Cole/Storm: Response
The group finally made their way out of the building. Darkness was approaching and it was coming quickly, they had to get going. Running wasn’t an option with all the gear and the wobbly Ensign with them.
They moved as quickly and efficiently as they possibly could. The sun was going down faster than she liked. Probably faster than they all liked.
Syn: ::giggling at the edge of sanity:: Hello, little beasties. ::turning to Brexis:: Aren’t they cute like this?
Brexis: Sure thing buddy. ::booping them on the nose:: They sure are.
She knew she probably shouldn’t feed into it, but the whole thing was kind of exhausting. If the creatures were nearby– her and Storm would know for sure.
Cole/Storm: Response
The group made their way through the city meanwhile Charlotte tried to remember her surroundings and keep tabs on where everything was. A mental catalog of the area felt necessary in the moment.
They reached the new building that MacKenzie and Storm discovered for them to take shelter in. Right off the bat it looked better than the place they were before. The captain got the door open and allowed everyone to file in without having to set their things down.
MacKenzie: home, sweet home. …Again.
Brexis: It’s not our ship… But it’s better than where we were. Thanks Sir.
She gave MacKenzie a smile.
Cole/Storm/Syn: Response
MacKenzie: Storm, secure the doors and windows. Cole and Syn, see if you can get a fire started. Brexis, see if there’s a pot somewhere around here… I want to try cooking the berries down into a jam and see if that makes them more tolerable for our delirious crew member…
Brexis: Sure thing. Let me see what I can find.
She set her supplies down and began to look for a pot that would work for cooking with.
Cole/Storm/Syn: Response
MacKenzie: Oh, and I forgot the best part of our new abode - separate rooms.
Charlotte smiled wide. The thought of finally sleeping in a room alone again gave her more joy than it probably should have.
Brexs: Best gift you could have given me. ::patting her chest over her heart:: Thanks Sir.
Storm/Cole/Syn: Response
TAG/ End act 2 for Brexis
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Lieutenant JG Charlotte Brexis
Strategic Operations