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[color=goldenrod][i]“Oh I know…”[/i][/color] Penny quietly sang an off-key ditty to herself as she prepped up a few glyphs on the back of Keno cards. [color=goldenrod][i]“I should be leaving this climate.”[/i][/color] Plenty of metal on the boat; earth glyphs were it. [color=goldenrod][i]“I got a verse...”[/i][/color] she admired the three cards and stuck them into a pocket. [color=goldenrod][i] “But can’t rhyme it.”[/i][/color] She spun around in the captain’s chair again, rolling a quarter between her knuckles. [color=goldenrod][i]“I gotta go where it’s—[/i][b]shit![/b]”[/color]

Penny grabbed her chest as Odessa slinked through the doorway without even so much as a courtesy knock. She’d thrown the quarter when she had seen the figure walk through the door but had stopped herself from repulsing it. The quarter bounced off the floor and rolled harmlessly under a desk as Penny let out a big huff of air. Odessa was a weird one, but not weird enough that she justified having a hole punched through her by George Washington. Although, judging by the way she took that hit from the Apparition earlier, that probably would’ve only tickled the robed woman.

[color=goldenrod]“Odessa,”[/color] said Penny with a nod now that she was no longer at risk of a heart attack. [color=goldenrod]“Good to see that you somehow managed to get even a little stranger. Did you rob a Hare Krishna for that getup?” [/color] Penny was one to talk with her captain’s hat. [color=goldenrod]“Actually, I’m glad you’re here, I—”[/color] 

Penny was going to say that she had wanted to talk to Odessa in private, but then the pale ghost from Farmer Hill past walked in. Penny’s felt her mouth hang open. [color=goldenrod]“Oh my god, Caelea? I’d say what are the odds, but I’m starting to feel like they’re being stacked. Welcome to Paradise, glad to have you.”[/color] Penny stood from the chair and followed her friend’s eyes to Odessa. [color=goldenrod]“That’s Odessa. She’s a fern or something like—[b]shit![/b]”[/color]

A gun entered the hole, followed by an arm, followed by an Elron. Penny let out a groan that was somewhere between the territory of relief and annoyance as she relaxed her stance. [color=goldenrod]“Dude, who’d give you a gun?”[/color] said Penny as Elron jacked the radio again and started shimmying to the groove. Penny didn’t feel the vibe and crossed her arms. She was on island time now. Steel drums were a requirement to get her moving.

Stacey found his way to the bridge. Good. Seemed like her announcement had worked wonders. Only a few of them were still missing, but from the scent of cigarettes in the air she could tell that Zoey likely wasn’t far behind the scared dude. Actually, he looked sick more than scared. Penny couldn’t blame him. She gave him a sympathetic smile as Elron warned the crew that they weren’t alone.

"So what's on the ship?" asked Stacey.

[color=goldenrod]“Nothing that we can’t handle,”[/color] said Penny, patting him on the shoulder before walking back to her captain’s chair and dropping in. [color=goldenrod]“We’re going to give the others a few more minutes to get here and then we’ll come up with a plan. In the meantime, Footloose,”[/color] she motioned to Elron. [color=goldenrod]“How do you know we’re not alone?”[/color]