Waking up in his cabin, 'no cells in a neuro psycology correction facility', Allen ate breakfast alone while reading through his news feed and private messages, with nothing interesting going on beside another 'crazed AI' scare and 'computers gone mad articles' he skimmed quickly before going to the courtyard for his sunshine hours, 'its good for your rahabilitation' the doctors said, and the slaves were ordered to walk around outside.
Finding Tom in his usual spot Allen joined him, "I gave rat girl the wererat evolution"
"Gee man you don't start with light topics", Tom turned to look at him, "Why would you do that anyway?"
"Needed her to shut up about something we found in the ship", Allen raised his hand, "nothing to concern you", patting Tom's shoulder, "just some player mess i had to clean up".
Losing interest Tom nodded, "so whats the plan?", he looked at the yard, "just sail to the forbidden islands and act like players?", the last few words held a dark tone to them.
Allen looked at Tom "I don't think so", rubbing his chin "im guessing just keeping it active as a resort for those in the know", he nodded "a place to blow steam and relax".
"You know they will find it", Tom stared at nothing, "they allways do".
"Remember our plan?" it was Allen turn to sound brooding "hide nothing, its not worth it to be caught lying".
"Easier said than done", Tom turned to Allen "a lot of newbies on your cruise", he nodded "they dont know how it can get".
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Allen looked at Tom, "thats why we need to show them", he turned back to the yard "so they don't lose everything".
The two friends sat there for twenty minutes when a big man approached them, he was at his fifties, with tattoos all over his massive arms, chest and shoulders, "are you Allen?"
"Who wants to know?" tom replied quickly.
"Yes" Allen answerd at the same time.
The big man looked at Tom, then back to Allen, "name's Luke, but you know me as Odacious" he reached his arm to allen who grabbed it quickly.
"Nice to meet the man behind the boat Luke", the hand he was holding was firm and steady, "we were lucky to have you".
"Rick told me you took out some trash", Allen squinted at him, "you should know I approve, though I could'nt do it myself".
"Glad I could help Luke", he let the huge hand go, "it was my pleasure".
Tom took this moment to enter the conversation "did you animate ships before luke?"
Looking Tom in the eye, "yes, long ago it was a prime job", he seemed distracted by thoughts "nothing like today with all the idle routines and navigation aid stuff", turning to Allen "its a pleasure to meet you sir, good find on that ship".
Allen decided it was time to bring up his idea "I want to give it to you and Rick", he saw the man's surprise and added "so we can keep it" seeing Luke's hesitation, "NPCs cant keep property" and added "we can barely use stuff with our 'recreational' characters" and finished "a boat like this, somone will just take it, but you cant take a boat from itself" adding lately "especially when you dont know to even ask".
Scratching his head Luke thought this over "it could work", taking a breath "but we will need more than 2 people", he crossed his arms "i will get the people if you are willing to give up the deed"
Before tom could cut him off Allen shot his hand forward "its a deal sir Luke" and the big man took his hand and shook it for a second time, "we will work the details later", he hesitated "stuff like who gets to visit and maybe a black list" a final shake "nothing substantial, the ship is yours".
After Luke was gone Tom shook his head "something is wrong with you my friend" he patted Allen on the back "deeply and thoroughly wrong".
Less than thirty minutes later their break was over, it was soon time to start another shift.