"Oh alright." You toss your hammer aside, nearly whacking Anorian in the face.
"Hey! That almost hit me!" Anorian cried, ducking and covering himself protectively. "And what were you using that hammer for, anyway?"
"Hammering."
Upon arriving outside you immediately see the makeshift camp that has been set up; Brea standing in the middle and ordering people around like a military sergeant. She sees you and waves her arms. Apparently she wants you to come closer.
You casually stroll over to her and plop down in an empty chair. "Yeah, Captain?"
"Officer Barrak, Officer O'connor is missing and we need to find him. I'm afraid he may have been injured somehow and is now lying somewhere unable to contact us."
"Did he survive the crash?" You ask
"Yes, I just spoke to him 40 minutes ago. He said he was going to the galley. When I went to find him he wasn't there."
"And... you want me to go look for him?" You shift uncomfortably in your chair.
"Either you can go with Alex Reed to the top decks, or Dana Pendrell to the bottom decks." Brea said, and then leaned forward to whisper, "I need to keep those two seperated."
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