[H3] Map Room / Deck [/h3][Quote=@t2wave]"Nice to meet you Christopher. My name is Chris. And I have no idea what's going on. Every time I think I might have an idea it just gets weirder. And I think something is in here so forgive me if I don't make the trip up. I could use a hand with supplies down here though" [/quote]

Without having much of a chance anything Chris had taken off down the ladder. Down their truly sounded good at the moment especially given the fact that whatever was coming had access to him through the opening in the ceiling for the telescope lense. He didn't want to have a delightful encounter with whatever they were. While he was having this debate in his mind Chris had already taken off down the compartment that lead downstairs.  Christopher had decided to go downstairs with Chris and when he went down the stairs he closed the hatch behind him.  He got into the room that has been covered in maps, literally dozens of them. He grabbed a few of them hoping that it might give some sort of sense of geographic location. He placed them inside of his book that was again in his possession. 

He grabbed a burlap sack and surveyed the room thinking what would be the most useful but then his nose noticed what Chris had just spoke about, the smell of smoke. This really wasn't going to be a good mix, a fire on this ship and whatever was coming their way. He was starting to feel like he was stuck between a rock and a hard place. He went to the entrance of the map room and looked out on the deck with Chris. He didn't want to go too far out in open in case those red eyed silver birds came or worse. He figured he would stick nearby Chris so they could help each other if need be.