Kol's Quarters<br/><br/>Kol's eyes popped open as soon as the door chimed, so he sat up, popped his neck from side to side, and then walked over to the door, not bothering to pull on his jacket, leaving himself clad in his long pants and a light shirt as he allowed the door to slide open, revealing the young quartermaster he had met earlier, who appeared to be carrying a small tray, holding a bottle of rum, a container of fresh orange juice, and what looked like two glasses. "Hello Quartermaster. Feel free to come in."<br/><br/>Kol's room was small, like all the other private rooms on the ship, though it was large enough to have a small closet for clothing, a bed, a table with two chairs set against one wall, and a small, enclosed shower. On the table were a few classic books, having been made with real paper, as well as his Sidearm, the large revolver almost as long as Kiri's forearm.<br/><br/>Kol paused, then sat down on one of the chairs, watching as Kiri placed the tray on the table. "So, what brings you here?"