Dwayne woke only moments before the sleep cycle alarm went off. He was laying on the far side of his bed, closest to the bulkhead. His hand reached over and smoothed the nearly unbothered portion of the sheet that was furthest from the bulkhead. Eyes turned toward door of his cabin. It was still closed but he'd left it unlocked. He rose form his bed feeling foolish for hoping for any other outcome. Anjali had left the gym room before he'd finished his workout. Dwayne had been fare too exhausted to anything beyond show and sleep afterward anyhow. He climbed back into the shower, just as clean as he had been before he'd gone to bed. But one in the morning often got the day started right.<br/><br/>He exited his quarters ready to go, fabricating a bacon and egg sandwich and eating it on his way to the bridge. Anjali was no where to be found yet. She'd picked up quite a bit of 'lady goods' the day before.<i>That or she's sore as shit from the gym. </i>A priority exit vector was waiting for him when he checked messages. It had no closing window attached to it.<i>Fuck you too Charlie.</i>Landing on the Lighthouse was easy. Getting an exit vector was the tricky part. The good Commodore had reminded him of the 'importance' of his most recent task. The good doctor, whoever she was, was important to somebody. Dwayne hit the ship coms.<br/><br/>"Wakey! Wakey!"<br/><br/>"Crewman Anjali is still plugged into her power port and refuses to emerge." Bianca said.<br/><br/><i>Sore. As. Shit. </i>Dwayne spooled up FTL and followed his vector toward the only jump accessible bubble of space in orbit. One jump to the major and heavily patrolled shipping lanes, one day at warp and one more jump would see them to their destination.<br/><br/>"Stand by to jump." he announced.<br/><br/>The Rag Tag shot off and landed a moment later, in proximity of a large station. Dwayne aligned toward their destination and awaited clearance before he fired up the warp core. They were underway in nearly no time. He trotted off the bridge and back toward the cabin deck.<br/><br/>"Steady as she goes Bianca." he advised.<br/><br/>He dropped a couple of buckets, mops, brushes and two pair of elbow length gloves off at the air lock. The lion's share of what Anjali had 'left behind' had been spaced along with the pod or had been trashed outright along with the EVA suit he'd been wearing. He stopped by Anjali's door and knocked heavily.<br/><br/>"Anjali get up. You're probably sore from yesterday. Food and movement's the best thing for that. Food first. Then was have tiny maintenance issue to take care of. Then weapon's training! Nothing major. We'll just head to the cargo deck and practice with training grade laser pistols. It'll be fun."<br/><br/>Dwayne paused for a moment before he added, "Pew-Pew!"