Of Aliens and Possession...

[Kane]

The presense finaly receaded to what was assumed to be it's standard strength. DarkStar smiled.
"I'm glad we can trust you. Let's get you outfitted first, and then we'll continue onwards."
He stood and moved to the door.
"Oh, and i've got a bit of a suprise for you at Crete. We'll make a little side-trip there to pick it up for you. Untill then, make yourself comfortable and don't hesitate to ask for anything." He stuck his head out the door and nabbed a passing ensign.
"Show Captian Virus to his quarters."
"Aye sir! Captain, if you'll follow me?"
DarkStar began to walk away, but paused for a second. "I'm transmitting the access codes to the ship to your nural interface. That way you won't have to ask for someone to open doors for you. If you get down to the armory, Gunny Lee will issue you the guns you requested." With that, DarkStar continued walking towards the bridge.
"This way sir." The ensign led Virus off to his temporary quarters.

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