[center][h2]”The Bow’s The Pointy End”[/h2][/center] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/MMlGnxt.jpg[/img] [/center] “Shiny,” Yuri responded with a courteous nod. “Right this way, Mr. Lei…beg pardon, Yi,” he corrected himself as he encouraged Yijun up the cargo ramp. “Directions on a boat like China Doll are same as if she were a sailing vessel. Forward,” he pointed toward the way they’d just come. “Your room is aft. Port side…starboard side. Upstairs is ‘topside,’ and if you’re headed down from there it’s ‘below.” He chuckled as they strode through the cargo bay. “Though upstairs and downstairs will likely get the job done as well. This is the cargo bay,” his good arm swept the empty space. “Once we’ve got freight and we’re in the black, this space’ll be off limits.” The 1st mate swung the aft hatch wide. “After you.” Once through, the pair descended to a low set lending. “That stairway,” Yuri gestured, “will take you up to the galley and topside passenger lounge. This,” he beckoned as they stepped down onto the deck, “is the medbay. I can tell you from personal experience that our doctor is a bona fide rarity. She saved my life, but that’s another story. There’s the lower deck passenger lounge, complete with original work by our resident chalk artist.” Yuri grinned as he pointed out the large orchid drawn above the sofa. “You’ll be rooming right next door to her. Over there’s the lav. Three showers, three sinks, three heads…toilets, that is.” Upon directing Mr. Lei toward the starboard passenger corridor, he stopped before a door. “This is you…cabin S2. Your key’s in the lock. Would you like a few ticks to look around, or should I show you up topside?”