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[Org]

Ogre sits on his bed, which is very soft, and looks for something to read. He finds a comic book under his mattress. Weird. But cool.
Hey! Its Issue 14 of Grognak the Barbarian!.

Grond lounges around, searching the news for anything important.But it seems the Board is keeping it secret...

Peter walks around, hoping to stuble on the control room. Not yet, but you do find the infirmary, and what seems to be the dining hall.

[Cheddarius]

Grond decides to take a nap until they arrive.

[Org]

Who

[Archangel]

Ogre plays some music and he looks for something more intellectually fulfilling than the comic. If he finds something he will read it, otherwise, comic time!

[Cheddarius]

Us. Until we arrive.

[Org]

Ogre finds nothing better to do, so he reads about Grognak's adventures to save the princess from the Lair of the Virgin Eater. You find this rather entertaining way to spend your time.

You take a nap. You were sleepy.

[Cheddarius]

Org, is there actually anything to do here?

[Org]

Yes.
But you haven't been doing it right!

[Archangel]

Ogre puts down the comic, checks that his gun is in perfect working order, makes sure it is loaded, puts his spare ammo in a pocket and goes looking for the cargo hold.

[Org]

Ogre checks his gun, and there is nothing wrong with it. He messes around with it some more, making sure it won't jam, grabs his clips, and sets off for the cargo bay.
After a few hours of searching, he finds it. Boxes and boxes...and a muffled sound?

[Cheddarius]

Right, then.
Clues:
Television: Nothing good on.
Sneaky dude: What are we going to do? He's in his room and there's no way we can listen to him, we could get thrown out. I'd make a bug, but I have no materials.

Oh wait, I reread this.
Go to the control room! Huzzah!
Grond wakes up, groggy. Suddenly, he realizes he was supposed to go to the control room. Leaping up, he rushes there, or tries to. He also looks for a map or directions to the control room of some sort, if he doesn't know the way.

[Org]

An idea! Grond springs up, and races to the control room.
Ten minutes later, he still has no idea where he is. A few meters in front of him, he sees one of the servant bots, going from room to room, with cleaning supplies.

[Cheddarius]

Archangel, would you like me to go to the cargo bay to back you up? I can ask the bot, but I'm afraid he'll snitch on me and tell Grayson I was snooping.

Do not use yet
Grond waves the servant bot over. "Hello, could you point me in the direction of the control room?" He uses his charisma and good manners [intelligence], along with his knowledge of robots [1 robotics, +1 from Knowledgeable, +4 from Int], to attempt to persuade the robot to tell him.

[Org]

You try persuading the bot.
"Oh good sir, please direct me to the control room."
The robot seems nervous.
"Oh hello there, must be one of the passengers, though not as nasty looking as those others. One bloke near deactivated me for good!
Wadsworth is the name, my dear lad. But on this business of directing...well, I am a cleaning bot sir. And Lord Grayson often gets irritated when I don't clean. Big ship, you know! So, how about this:you scratch my back phasic panel, I scratch yours."

[Archangel]

Archangel, would you like me to go to the cargo bay to back you up? I can ask the bot, but I'm afraid he'll snitch on me and tell Grayson I was snooping.

Yes, I would very much appreciate some backup.

Ogre unholsters his gun and cautiously investigates the sound.