<div class="floatleft">(http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120310075807/zoids/images/2/22/Character_gummie.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Jeremiah Jackson<br/><strong>Date:</strong>12/3/0422UC<br/><strong>Location:</strong><em>Marcenas</em>Residential bloc.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Normal Suit over uniform.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Sera, Chloe, Open<br/><br/>-------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>JJ leaned against the side of the bulkhead as the two introduced themselves to the ship's quartermaster. Though their enthusiastic greetings wouldn't be returned in kind. It wasn't that Tommy was cold, nor detached. He was simply busy. The Marcenas has taken on a lot of supplies, and it was his department's job to ensure that it was all inventoried, and stowed in a timely manner. "Hello." he would simply reply as he took their IDs, and swiped them through his reader before watching their information scroll along the screen. After a few moments, he would had each back their Cards along with a slip of paper, and a carton about the size of a shoe box that held their basic toiletries. "Here you go. Your Room assignments are on the piece of paper." He explained. "Thanks Tommy." JJ stated as he stood back up. "Oh, one more thing, JJ." Tommy stated before reaching down, and grabbing a strange looking blue bottle (http://sr1.wine-searcher.net/images/labels/45/26/redstone-meadery-sunshine-nectar-mead-colorado-usa-10354526.jpg). "Here, Cause you won the bet." Tommy stated. It was a bottle of Mead. JJ smiled and took the bottle. "A pleasure doing business with ya Tommy-Boy." JJ replied as he tucked the bottle securely in his arm. Hiding it a bit as if anyone else got a whiff of the stuff, he'll be come suddenly very popular. Though sometimes, it can be quite valuable as a bargaining chip.<br/><br/>"Alright, lets get'cha to ya rooms." JJ stated as he started to walk down the hall. His heavy boots thumping against the deck plate. The first place they would reach was in "Officer's Country" for Ensign Ihlefeld. Since she was an Officer, she would have her own room. Though that didn't mean very much. As a low ranking officer, her room wasn't much bigger than a broom closet. A narrow bunk tucked to one side of the wall, and a small desk, and wardrobe on the other. There was a sink, and mirror by the door. "Here ya go, Ensign." JJ stated as he stood to one side of the door.