[h2]The Kids Are Alright Part 2  [/h2]
[h3]The China Doll [/h3]

OOC: JP between [@Winters], [@MK Blitzen] and [@Yule]

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After cleaning up enough to look presentable, the trio made their way towards the galley across the catwalk that stretched high above the ship's cargo hold. 

“You think there is any food left? I don’t mind cooking if there ain’t.” Mathias said messing with his still moist hair.

Isaac bounced in front. "What do you think Cookie made today, eh?" He mused aloud. "Sausages? Chicken with rice? Ooh! Steak and potatoes??" The boy's mind reeled at the possibilities.

“Protein Paste,” Cyd teased, as she looked over the spacious cargo bay.   “All you can eat.”  

“All the fake flavors of the rainbow too.” Mathias said with a dramatic wave of his arm.

Isaac's spirits were immediately dashed by the awful suggestion from his sibs. "Protein paste sucks" he groused, dragging out the last word to show the depths of his distaste for the gritty provision. Just then, something caught Isaac's attention down below them in the hold. "Hey...are we allowed to go down there?" he asked, his head motioning in the direction of the main part of the cargo hold.

“No we are not.” Mathias said as he moved to drag his ferret of a sibling along.

Isaac squirmed as he tried to free himself from his brother's grip to no avail. Since brute force didn't work, he opted for a different tactic. "I saw something cool" the teen crooned, hoping to rouse just a hint of curiosity out of Mathias.

Cyd exchanged a quick glance with Mathias before ticking her head.  

Mathias sighed letting the mischievous monkey have at it. “You get us spaced, it's totally on you.” He accused his [i]younger[/i] twin.

“On everyone’s second day?” Cyd asked with a quirk of her eyebrow. She grinned and elbowed her [i]older[/i] brother playfully in the ribs. “Like you’d let that happen,” she said with full confidence. Turning her attention to her younger sib, she waved him on. “Make it quick, Lolo,” she warned. 

“Yea yea yea rules are only broken if ya get caught …” Mathias chuckled.

Isaac had no plans to waste this golden opportunity. He looked up as he lazily let his combination lock fall from his hand. The silvery device plunked and plonked seemingly hitting every loud metallic object on the way down. The younger Skye sheepishly looked at his siblings, wincing with each kid clang. "Oops?" he said apologetically, "I...seem...to have dropped my property." he said with a weak grimace.

Cyd watched the tow-headed boy with amusement as he playfully took the stairs. Despite everything, he had a way of always making her laugh, it was nearly impossible for anyone to be in a bad mood around Isaac. He was silly-hearted, and she loved him all the more for it. She couldn’t help but wish things were different for him, for Mathias too, but the ping of her data pad reminded her they weren’t. If something so small would make him happy - there’s no way she could bring herself to deny it. She knew Mathias, despite his demeanor, felt the same. 

The youngest Skye trotted deftly down the stairs like a [i]‘footpad’[/i] in a vain hope that his quiet movements would somehow make up for the impromptu metallic drum solo his lock decided to perform in its trip to the cargo bay floor. It landed nearby some crates that were neatly stacked away from the rest of the cargo. There were some kind of seals on them as well, clearly to prevent prying eyes and fingers. "Well, lookie lookie here..." the teen said as he retrieved his lock.