<del>The Castille - Day 1 : 21:35</del><br/><br/><strong>Bridge</strong><br/><br/><em>Entering Shaans mind was risky, but Odessa knew that. </em><br/><br/>It was hard to breach into his surface thoughts, even harder to make sense of them. He must have received training in the military perhaps, or maybe he worked for the Agency back in the war. His mind feels strange, like he's older than you could ever imagined. His surface thoughts are swirling, dwindling, and Odessa gets just a few small emotional glimpses.  ....Did they really give me a bad coolant....I need a shower..... She can vividly feel his thoughts, and the emotions behind them, a strong empathic resonance in a way she's never experienced before.   ...I'm sooo fucking tired....I hate the Collegia, but they know how to find hot chicks.... As she digs deeper into his mind, a feeling of impending danger crawls upon her, but she catches a few more glimpses before she's forced to retreat from his mind.  ..I wonder what's in that box, and why it's important to the Collegia.... Black chrysteel? Or maybe that psion drug... Mayby jump-keys... I don't care...I need a shower...<br/><br/>Odessa snaps out from his mind.<br/><br/><br/><strong>Lounge</strong><br/><br/>Azrael could pinpoint the sound and the scent, now that he had moved around a bit. The intruder seems to be just outside the open aft lounge-hatch.<br/><br/><em>It becomes obvious to Azrael that something is moving about inside the Jukebox, perhaps a rat, or a bug maybe.. </em>