Baggies … baggies … she looked and found some ziplock bags in a cabnet near the sink and got those out. She even came acrosss single alcohol containers though their were only two left and the containers where plastic and not glasss so they wouldn't brake when thrown.

She got to work on her potions though throwing together what she needed and letting it simmer. Things were looking up at least, a shower, make shift clothes, a weapon and now access to matterials to make potions and so far she was lucky enough not to get caught while nosing around these rroms.

Three doors left on either side of the hall one leading to a the room Fafner had been in so perhaps five left tp check though none had other exits out of her so far. Hopefully she would get lucky soon.

The fact that this was still too easy wasnt escapeing her.. considering he.. had unlocked the door himself and left her to wander.. there was.. something she hadnt seen yet.. something.. she knew that would be terreebly wrong once she did find out what it was.

She doesnt stop.. as she tosses the 2 single serve bottles into the sink.. and jsut uses platic baggies.. they would double for water ballons.. double wrapping when needed she gets enough stuff to make 2 of the pepper bombs.... setting them on the counter.. as she turns to finish the one boiling on the stove.. tugging it off at the right moment.. she drops it into a vat of cold water.. the.. stuff that was boiling.. shrinks to the size of a marble.. she reaches in and pulls it out placeing it quickly into a baggy.. the water in the air making it start to swell again.. but onces its sealed into the baggy it looks like a little black molten thing.. it wouldnt take much once thrown for that to break and cover easly a 5 by 5 foot area when it exploded in the mass of stickness needless to say it would be a real bad hour for anyone that got caught in that stuff.

Sighing a bit.. unwilling to take more time to make anything eles.. she believed she was pushing her luck as it was... she takes her knife.. wrapping a rag from the kicthen around it.. and slipping it into the wasteband of her skirt as she holds her 3 potions in the little baggies with the other... truth be told.. she was hungrey.. but.. escape ment more first... Truth me told also.. she wished she had, had the time to create a healing salve.. but those would take slightly longer to create..

SHe opens the door slipping into the hall.. as she goes for the next door on the left side she hadnt tryed yet.. stopping to listen and entering once she hadnt hurd anything.. still moveing slowly.

Potions brewed, she did not wish to tempt fate mre than necessary and thus crept back out into the hall but fortune smile on her again as one of the aliens she saw in the room with the generators had been leaving that room but his back had been turned to this side of the corridor talking back to the other alien in the room.

“Third draw?”

“Yeah ...”

He turned and headed back though she had managed to back back into the kitchin and hide behind the island. She heard the other alien walk by the room out in the hall and a moment later she heard him come back this way then silence. She moved to the door, listened and heard nothing. She cracked open the door looked and saw that it was all clear before moving to the next door at the opposite side of the hall.

Nothing, she heard nothing and entering it was another dark room, a bedroom though there was a window here, a port hole so to speak given the round shape it had to be night for all she could see from her was darkness.

There was a hammock here, a tool kit beneathth it and a dresser that was bolted to the floor just as the other furnishing she had passed by so far.

Closes the door behind her as she makes her way over to the port hole.. peering out.. but not seeing anything considering how seeming dark it was.

Shaking her head she really doesnt see anything in here that would help her.. Now that she had a knife.. she was all set for :tools: as it were.

Turning she makes her way back out into the hall.. heading back up still same side to check the next door like she had.. listening and if hearing nothing she would make her way into the room... She was moveing even more carefully now.. cause it really felt like something was going to happen ... soon.. it jsut wasnt right.. she knew the creature was playing a game with her.. but as of yet she knew not what it was.. and frankly that was even more frightening then not knowing where she was.

The only think she saw out that window was stars, it was a cloudless night it seemed though she had not dwelled her too long, she saw that their was no immediate use for the room. Their were tools here, maybe clothes in the dresser but nothing else too interesting. The room across from it was much the same minus the tool box. Four doors left, 1 lead to Fafner and checking the next two she found them to be locked. Just two doors left then at the very end of the hall.

To the left was the door that Fafner had entered and to the right was another. The doors were at a slight angel as the walls curved a little and between them lined with yellow was a trap door of some kind though their were no rings on it to pull it up though on closer inspection it looked liked it descended down though with far more stetth thane she could hope to muster.

Looks at the last 2 doors aftr haveing tryed the one that were locked.. She refused to head to the room where the creature had gone.. and the thing in the floor would cause way too much noise to lift even if she did get a tool to do it with..

Turning she makes her way for the last unchecked door that didnt lead to the creature.. she steps up to it.. listening to make sur eshe still didnt hear anything before she slips forward to look.

There were slight noses and hums from the other side of the door as she listened, clearly not as loud as the generators that had been running in the other room, She thought that she heard something on the otherside, movement of some sort? Though there was no telling what it was. She had checked all the other doors save for the trap door and the door that Fafner could still be behind unless he went elsewhere while she was showering or cooking up her potions earlier.

Sighs a bit as she glances down the hall.. having tryed all the doors she was able to get into save for these 2.. she did hear noises within this one..

Shaking her head slightly.. she desides hopefully that the noises would cover up the door open.. so as carefully as she can, she starts to open the door before her.. still advoiding the door the creature had been seen going into.


Opening the door slowly just enough so she could peek within to see who.. what.. was going on within.

It was breath taking! Some of those answers ca,e to her then and she realize that the other door must have lead into the same room.

There were panels complete with buttons and switches that lit up or made noise. She could see that thir were two forward facing seats here, sittting at one was that blue skinned cyclopedian creature that hadbeen buy flipping switches and paying attention to monitors though she did not see Fafner from her angel but saw that their was a large view screen here complete with a black backgrund, stars and a small r distant green planet! She was in a ship! That trap door had to be a ramp that could be lwered, the generatrs engines, the prtholes that she saw earlir must have looked into space had she looked carefully.

She was in space and couldn't have left the ship even if she had wanted to!

Narrowing her eyes as she contuned to look around that room for a moment... She could truely.. mess up there day by a simple flick of her wrist.. her large glue bomb would really.. be a pain in there.. ass..

She closes the door shaking her head a bit.. luckly for her.. she acutally had a head on her shoulders.. and messing up there ability to control... this.. ship she was on... ok.. being in space was a little bit of a difference of of simply being on a island full of monsters.

Turning.. she makes her way back down the hall... unsure.. of what to do.. yes she could mess up there day.. but at the end of that day.. it didnt help her any... she would still be stuck on this ship...

She made her way back down the hall.. and after a moment she slipped back into bathroom.. after making sure no one was within.. closeing thd door behind her as she moves over and leans back against the shower wall... pondering what she could do...

Several idea's came to mind.. but none of them would overly worked cause no matter how.. much.. of pain she could be come.. she still couldnt.. control.. a spaceship herself... Unless it was like driving a car.. and for some reason she very much doughted that. So there she stood... waiting.. potions within her hands... thinking.

(nice image by the way)

She had t think here. Messing up their day could be messing up her own … She rested there against the wall of the shower cnsidering her options. The trap door was probably a ramp – there were no other apparent doors exempt perhaps the two locked ones that she couldn't access at the moment.

No wonder that Fafner let her out of the cell since there was n place she could g. So she was arme now and had sme make shift clothes, even showered but to what good did it all mean if she could not leave the ship?

The only solace was that a planet seemed to be close and the stars weren't streaking by like in the movies so they were probably heading to that world. Could she escape then? Perhaps though on consideration the bath room was probably a poor place to hide … is anyone needed to use it then she would be caught for sure.

It had also occurred to here that she only saw one person in the cock pit, there could be more. She did not seee Fafner there and saw two others in engineering.

Two bedrooms, perhaps the others were cabins as well, she wasn't sure as she considered the matter for a few seconds more not knowing if they'd touch down on the planet in an hour or after several.

She contunes to stand there..., there was a very good reason for her to stand within the bathroom... if she threw her potions she could yank back the shower curtain to protect herself from her own effects.. while she stool there anyway.

She shakes her head... trying to figure out what she should do..

Her eyes widening as allmsot slaps herself in the forhead with her own hand... How could she have been soo foolish... here she was creating potions for offence.. and.. stupidly she could have made sleeping potions!

This place was effecting her more then she musta have realized. Slipping from the shower she made her way over to the door.. peeking out to make sure no one was around before she would make her way back to the kicthen.. listening before she would attempt to make her way back in.. She knew she could create several sleeping potions when thrown they would have a area of effect.. all she had to do was create them.. then she could take out any of the crew she wanted.. even that creature itself.

She slipped back into the empty hall … making her way back to the kitchen she found that it was left as she had left it a short while back. She managed to get the ingredcients out that she needed to brew the potions in question though half way after making it she heard the flush of a toliet and realized that had she stayed in the bathroom she would have been discovered probably by one of the engineers but that was a moot point as the galley door opened and instead of going back to engineering he came t the galley to grab a snack.

He froze as he saw her, not expecting to see anyone here though thas shock was sure to wear off in a second or two ...

Pulls out everything she needs to create her potions.. she had them simmering on the stove when she hears the door to the kicthen open.. she spins around.. she snags her glue bomb from the counter as she looks at the.. male as he stands just within the gallely door... she swollows watching him.. yes she had a bomb.. but even if she threw it.. it wouldnt stop him from yelling out even if she was lucky enough to cover his face..

So she would wait for a moment and see what he would do.. her eyes narroed.. her potions bubbling off to the side.

The alien was cast in the shadows of the door frame but he was orange and scaly, web fingers and lidless eyes that stared out at her. He had been evlved from some sort of fish she assumed and he even had gills on the side of his neck in addition to the lungs he had as well. He paused surprised at seeing the girl though he must have been acquainted with her and assumed that she had managed to escape from her cell.

He yelled out some that she could not comprehend then rushed forward towards her, unarmed as he were at the moment it seemed, croaking out something to her as he came at her.