[b]Map Room[/b]

"[color=darkcyan][b]We're all trying to figure out where we are. So far it's a pretty safe bet that we're on a ship.[/b][/color]" Deciding that it would be better not to trapped in a room with strangers Chris opened the door. The wind rushed in and the loose maps strewn about began to flutter around. Not seeing that as a critical thing he took a look outside.

Out in the open the scene looked slightly familiar, from what little he knew of ships, but as the room already showed it was not ordinary in its own right. His observation was interrupted by flying paper. He had misjudged the mess the wind was creating and closed the door a bit so they would at least have the light without so much of the wind. "[color=darkcyan][b]Sorry. That was a bit more than I expected. I was also kind of expecting it to be locked so that's weird.[/b][/color]" With better vision he looked about the room again. The flash of metal on the shelf caught his eye and he walked over to it but waited on reaching for it. He still didn't know enough about these people so better to be cautious.