[color=silver][h1][center]Wakey Wakey Part 8[/center][/h1][/color]
[color=white][center][b]Lunar Veil | Medbay[/b][/center][/color]
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[color=silver][center][i]Kinneas wakes up on the Lunar Veil. This should go over well.[/i][/center][/color]
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OOC: JP between [@Winters], [@MK Blitzen], [@Aalakrys]

[i]Well, isn't this goddamn surreal[/i], Kinneas thought as the doctor went on as if this were a normal day for her. But, based on her previous comment and what he'd seen of the crew so far, that wasn't too shocking. "Way to put a damper on my next twenty-four hours of surprise space travel, doc."

He wasn't going to use a name for the woman despite his easy tone. Serena had warned him, and the joke he thought it now far flung back to something that may need heeding. And, he hadn't done anything yet to earn her ire. Until he knew exactly what was going on, he'd play civil. He stood, testing the dizziness one final time, as he asked: "I'm free to go, otherwise?"

"Go on." She said, bobbing a thumb in the direction of the door. "Grab yourself one of them apples before squirrel girl stashes a mess of them away for winter. It's not often we manage fresh fruit on this boat, so enjoy it while it's here."

“Will do.” Kinneas said as he made his way towards the door, a part of him half anticipating the woman to jab him with something as he passed. Not that she’d given any reason for him to think that - which is exactly why he did, most likely. But, he escaped unharmed - for now. The paranoia he was trying to ignore had only been countered so far by how odd the crew had been so far. Nearly too comical to take as a threat, but he’d already learned his lesson with the girl.

The doc had made it seem like she wasn’t going to tail him, and no one seemed relatively concerned that he’d go berserk and attempt anything crazy. Which was surprising, since the girl - Serena, he said in his head in the same slow way she had to amuse himself - had asked him not to shoot her upon meeting. It might have been a ruse. This whole nonchalance of him just being there amongst them, too. He’d play along for now, he supposed, unless things got dicey. 

He looked around the room outside the infirmary a brief moment as he passed through it to the stairs the kids must’ve taken. There wasn’t much to see where the stairs left off - water filtration and recycling, which he always tried not to think too much about during space travel - so he ascended the next flight. A glance to his left was a hatch and the engine, and to the right he could see people. 
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