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[TheBiggerFish]

Enter the airlock, then...

[_DivideByZero_]

Enter the airlock, then...

There's a digital lock on the inner door, but there appears to be a light (currently off) labelled "LOCKED" above the keypad, right below a black orb with a camera inside. The door turns out to be unlocked, and the guards end up closing the outer door as they move up behind you.
Max: That almost seemed too convenient.

Eliza is staying as far back as possible.

You hear some very heavy footsteps. They're enough to shake the floor, even. The gravity onboard the ship seems to have lessened, and is turned outward now rather than inward toward the ship. One quirk, however, is that your hands sort of feel like they're attracted to the walls whenever you get close.

[WunderKatze]

Others take note, huge abuse of the dice queue systems ends badly. Just look at my queue.

What do you know of my dreams? YOU! How dare you! Crush this disgusting voice by force of will. Bound in flesh maybe, but then you have embarked on a vessel doomed to meet it's end in fire.

He remembers the sword he recently acquired. Tell me is this yours?

[inaluct]

Excellent. I was mostly looking for an intercom to impersonate the director and order Eisenhower to be escorted to the yacht for some top secret emergency nonsense reason, but I guess that whole issue resolved itself.

Enter my shiny new yacht with Eisenhower in tow, look around for people already inside, weaponry, lavish wardrobes, food and water, and the space yacht controls.

[TheBiggerFish]

"Er, what should we do now?  Whose ship is this?"

[_DivideByZero_]

"Er, what should we do now?  Whose ship is this?"

Eliza: This is the director's ship.
Maxwell: Right, he was on a business trip.
Eliza: Well, we shouldn't trash it too badly. Let's just try to get back to the... wait, uh, Arthur...?
Maxwell: Let's leave him be. He did get that bush to, erm, elongate for us.

[TheBiggerFish]

"Er...What is it, do you need me back in custody?  Er, because I still kinda owe that bush."

[_DivideByZero_]

"Er...What is it, do you need me back in custody?  Er, because I still kinda owe that bush."

Max: I'm advocating against it. The custody, I mean.
Eliza: We don't have our guns, we can just say he knows martial arts.
Max: That's a plan.