<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/58/14350850_p0.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Eris TTS-469<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Bedrooms -> Armory<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Teals, Anyone that sees her on the way<br/><br/>Wait. Waaaiiiit.<br/><br/>Eris stopped what she was doing. Not that she was doing<em>much</em>; sitting on a bed and swinging your legs idly wasn't exactly an activity that required much focus. But she had a thought just as the ship's engines started rumbling. She turned to the handbag she had set beside her.<br/><br/>Bedrooms weren't the place for weapons, were they? Bedrooms were for sexy fun times and something called "sleep". Weapons were for hurting people times. Some people said those were fun times too, but for her part, Eris had never understood the appeal. Maybe she put her things in the wrong place. She'd made another mistake, hadn't she? Better fix it before the captain finds out. Eris snatched up the bag, hopped to her feet, and opened the door, thinking hard about what to do. There was... some room. The... thingy...<br/><br/>She peeked inside every room she passed, the soft click of her heels and the sound of each door drowned out by the rumble of the engine. She only had a vague idea where she was going, but she had been there once or twice. The... arm tree? No. It was... the armory! That was it. The weapon place. Probably. And it was located...<br/><br/>"Oh!" Eris blinked once, then twice. She had hardly remembered the name when the next door slid open, and her memory clicked. Here! She did it.<br/><br/>Eris smiled as she stepped inside, unnecessarily proud of herself, and set her bag down on a convenient nearby crate. She paused for a moment, breathing a sigh of relief - that was a close call! - before spotting Teals already there, resting comfortably against their ammo stores.<br/><br/>"I just came here to deposit something, Miss Teals, but I'm free now. I'm not disturbing you, am I? Is there anything I can do for you?"