Lucas looked at various crew leaving the ship for the morning supply run, but he paid it little attention, his eyes going back to the night report, nothing much had happened, they had arrived at this place as the sun set , any humans about would be more concerned about finding refuge than looking up in to see if an airship might be about, if the day was deadly the night was more so.<br/><br/>A comment caught his attention and in the pit of his stomach he knew this casual comment had potential meaning, making a snap decision Lucas called over the day watch commander, and then headed into his cabin. He had his personal sidearm, at was a pre apocalypse weapon the only one he allowed to be regularly carried on board his ship, picking up his bow he took a quiver of arrows and headed back outside.<br/><br/>A few minutes later he was on the ground looking at the gathered crew "Just tagging along" Lucas said quickly, on board the ship he ruled, on the ground he was just a member of the group, unless...well, unless the time came to exert his authority and in all the times he'd joined the hunting group he'd only done that once before when the shit really had hit the fan just as the group reached a storage unit that had in the end turned out to reveal little that Lucas didn't already know.<br/><br/>Ahead was something important Lucas was sure , the night watch report had inadvertently supported that belief or at least not dispelled it, if there was a change he could find it , he had to take it.<br/><br/>