"Yes M'am! Yessir!" Tyn threw his hand up to his forehead, snapping it down in a salute. He'd never gotten so much attention since he joined the crew of the Constania. He wanted a chance to prove himself, and to run an errand for the Quartermaster was a perfect chance. He'd have to be fast, but Ordak told him to find the doctor as well, and that would be easier said than done. The doctor was an irritable man on the best days. Tyn tried many times to make the doctor laugh, or to treat doctor with the respect Tyn felt he deserved. However it was always futile.<br/><br/>Tyn was off, jumping over the bucket and mop he left near the kitchen, sliding across the freshly moped floor, and up the stairs to the deck. He saw in amazement the three planets and asteroids before him. He wanted to stare and gaze, but no, he had a job to do. Puhut looked confused and yelled, "Where do you think you're going, Dirt?" as Tyn ignored the man and ran past him. Surely it made Puhut angry as he yelled more at the young lad, but Tyn had a job to do.<br/><br/>He ran down port side to where the Sailing Master was studying the asteroids with a spyglass. "Sir! Sorry fo' interupting!"<br/><br/>The sailing master looked Tyn over, clearly a man with more important things to attend to, "Well spill it boy. I have a field to navigate."<br/><br/>"The Quartermaster sent me," he explained as quickly as he could. "She has decided that the prisoner from the pirate ship will be your new helmsman. She sent me to inform you."<br/><br/>Hymerich didn't look pleased, slamming the spyglass closed. "You mean that murderous swank? She's going to be working with us?"<br/><br/>"Aye sir."<br/><br/>"Maybe I should have a speak with our Quartermaster then," he told Tyn in a huff. "After we're out of this godforsaken asteroid field." He re-opened his spyglass and looked through it again, yelling, "Port 2 degrees!"<br/><br/>He didn't sound pleased, not one bit. Tyn gave the man a salute and ran off. Now to try and rally the doctor. Tyn found the old doctor in the medical room, cleaning his glasses. He was a weathered man, having seen far too many battles. Yet he was a well dressed man, looking out of place on a ship like this one. "You're that annoying kid," he responded immediately. "Always making those silly jokes. What is it this time? Do you have another builders joke for me?"<br/><br/>"No sir, there was a fight-"<br/><br/>"Always a fight! If it's not pirates trying to kill the crew, it's each other! You people have no respect for morals or a decent way of living! I've seen better conduct amongst drunks in a watering hole!" He turned away from Tyn, shaking his head.<br/><br/>"It was the Pirate, I believe she was hurt in the conflict. Another man was beaten fairly badly."<br/><br/>The doctor grabbed a bag with a few tools. "I should let them die- but I took an oath, let's go!" He headed out the door, with Tyn following closely behind. Tyn was relieved the doctor was in one of his better moods today.