Sensing the aligned bay doors, Merlin's VI<em>Arthur</em>granted the Iron Kite access, and with a loud, depressurizing whoosh, Cassandra was granted access into the Merlin. It was a right mess inside; Papers, supplies, and all sorts of stuff scattered everywhere. The smell of rotting food and some other biological materials would assault Cassandra if she removed her airtight suit, though the piles of crap around her would probably tip her off anyways. It was immediately made obvious that this vessel was not all it seems from the outside.<br/><br/>All of the lights inside of the Merlin were on; From around the corner of the illuminated and filthy hallway, Cassandra would hear a shuffling around, as if someone, or something was moving across the mess. If Cassandra decides to inspect, she would see the tail end of a person, crawling on all fours as they scurry through a doorway.<br/><br/>A voice that came from the hallway spoke to her in an electronic voice. "Welcome aboard the Merlin. Credentials, please? Credentials Please? Credentials?" The voice kept skipping... Arthur was obviously malfunctioning.