"Ok, was gonna cover some of this in the tour, but from the top then" Dawson rubbed his face tiredly, just wanting to get the degenerates out of his hair "The Revenant's equipped for a maximum crew of 30 or so, there's a dozen rooms on the crew deck with a pair of beds in each, Captain's quarters on the upper deck, as well as relief bunks that pull out from the walls in the cockpit, engine room, and the study in the med bay. So there should be enough space for you all to get started. If we end up recruiting more, you may eventually have to bunk up"

Next he addressed Hadrian "I'm not sure, most Alliance vessels have variable lighting, but the Revenant was lost to the Deadzone many years ago, we just recovered her from pirates for this project a couple months ago. If not, put in a request via the requisition terminal. If the Appropriations Committee approves it, they'll send someone to rewire the lighting"

Flicking at his datapad, Dawson answered the Dalentian's question "The Alliance has prepped a cover story and false identities, should you feel you require them, you can all read about it at your leisure at the terminals on the crew deck. Basically, you're meant to be a pirate crew, no details needed beyond that honestly"

The Kzargett asked about weapons, so Dawson queued that information up next "The upper deck, the ship's C.I.C., is equipped with an armory stocked with Alliance weapons, though I'm reading here that a large collection of alternative weapons has been loaded aboard as well. Ah yes, part of that man's agreement with the Alliance" he broke off and pointed out Maverick "He's to act as quartermaster according to the Executor, and per Alliance protocol, the armory door is locked down with a code, to prevent unauthorized access, so you'd have to ask him about specifics. Of course, anything you had on your person when you were "recruited" has been brought on board already"

Sometime during his speech, the final member of the crew arrived, which left the briefing itself "Let's head in now shall we? Be easier to brief you all from the war room"

He led the way down the walkway and up the ramp into the ship's cargo bay, a wide space largely filled by a pair of transport shuttles, the side walls were covered with stacks of sealed metal crates and the rear was left pretty bare save for a trio of doorways "Ship's got four levels, this is the bottom one. The crates are mostly for show, but a few marked ones have rations and tools inside, the shuttles are for atmo-to-ground transport, for the world's the Revenant itself aren't able to make a clean landing on. Down back there through the door on the right is the engine room. Middle's the elevator, and the left leads to a set of stairs leading up. Power's not back to the elevator yet, so we'll take the stairs."

After a quick look around the lower deck, which was mostly wasted space save for storage rooms, a gym filled with dusty equipment, an old research lab, and the row of escape pods, as well as the emergency ladders for quick access to the escape pods from upstairs, they moved up to the Middeck, or crew deck.

He gestured around the dimly-lit lounge they found themselves in just off the stairway "Here we have the common areas, the requisition terminal is on the far wall there, kitchen is through this door just on our left. The showers and quarters are on this deck, both are down towards the back of the ship. Up in front is the docking bay, and that's about it. Now, let's get down to business"

Finally, they arrived at the upper deck.

"Combat Information Center. War Room's the heart of the ship, that's where we are now. Up in front is the cockpit. Combat stations all along the path up to it, Forward battery for control of the main guns is down in back and up the ladder there. Med bay and armory are back towards the middle, on the right and left respectively. And right at the rear is the Captain's quarters, I'd assume that's yours then Stryker, eh? Now then, gather 'round the holotable"

Dawson flicked at his datapad, then sent the intel over to be projected on the holotable. A hologram of the galaxy popped up first, divided into sectors, it zoomed into one such sector.

"This here's the neutral zone between the Alliance and Federation. It's technically Republic territory, but as you all know, the Republic has no real power anymore. Now if I can draw your attention to this quadrant" he zoomed in on a cluster of planets, very close to the dividing line between the neutral zone and Alliance space "Zargos System, mostly derelict planets these days decimated by the Corvais War, it's deemed no-man's land as a result of the treaty, but a cruiser passing by last week reported back with these scans, showing something that wasn't there the last time an Alliance vessel patrolled the sector"

The image shifted to project a medium-sized space station, hovering in place above Zargos Major. The logo of Helsin Mining Corp. clearly captured on the relay.
"Helsin Mining has deep connections to the Federation, so we figure it's one of two things going on here. Either Helsin is strip-mining planets illegally, or the Federation set this station up to recon Alliance space, keep tabs on events in our territory, maybe even gather intel. No matter the reason for it's appearance, Alliance Command wants it gone. A strategist is drawing up a suggested plan of attack, should be ready by the time the engines get straightened away. I'll be back before you depart, until then, you're all to stay on board, explore, claim your rooms and whatnot. Hopefully you'll all be out of my face within the hour"

Dawson departed swiftly, leaving the crew alone in the War Room.