Name: Girias 'Cookie' Bomban<br/>Occupation: Grunt<br/>Location: Cargo Bay Loading Ramp<br/>Time: 3rd of september, 2505, early afternoon<br/>With Braxton, Richard, Mya, Phil, open<br/><br/>Girias wandered through the corridors of the ship, guns cocked and loaded, after the briefing had hit the crew and he had buggered the people in the cockpit. He headed back to the cargo bay as per instructions. Before properly arriving there, he met up with the first mate in the corridor. As Richard came close enough, Girias couldn't help but give a nod as to show his understanding of the chain of command here and thusly announced the fact that he was a subordinate to Richard.<br/><br/>When the first mate started talking, he listened to every word and waited until he was done and posed the question if he had acknowledged the plans. He straightened his back as he spoke.<br/><br/>"Sir, wouldn't it be more wise for the crew if I was the one getting shot at and you doing the covering? I'm pretty sure the Captain put that in the job description: Must enjoy getting shot at. All things aside, sir, if that's your plan then I shall cover you with ol'Betsy here. And I can do intimidating."<br/><br/>As to put an emphasis on his words, he tapped the barrel of his Winchester before smiling and chuckling about his little joke. The pair wandered through the last hallways and entered the cargo bay. Hearing voices, Girias couldn't help his right hand reaching for the handle of his pistol. When he saw it was the captain adressing everyone, he relaxed at bit and stopped there, next to Richard.<br/><br/>"Morning Cap'n ... Lets go 'talk' to some people, shall we?"<br/><br/>He clapped his hands as he moved to the end of the ramp and stopped there, waiting to see wether Richard was coming with.