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[captainryan]

Ryan asked Bar for a few things last night and what the current date was in the bar. Much to his chagrin, he now knows that the next full moon is only a day away. He needs to speak to someone on Security, the sooner the better.

He's also feeling a little twitchy at the sheer number of people in the bar. He's never been this agitated around crowds

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[sime_channel]

It'll be another conversation or two before Suz fully defines Ryan as a friend (she's a little strange, alright?) but the conversation was good enough that she has no shame (we could totally stop that sentence right there) in wandering over and saying, "Hi, Captain Ryan."

[captainryan]

Ryan sees her coming and nods at her greeting. "Hello, Suzi," he says gruffly. He shifts in his seat a bit, trying to see the entire room at once. "What do you know about the Security?" he asks, perhaps a bit more sharply than he intended.

[sime_channel]

"Um. Lt. Kennedy is the head? He's also dead?" She says after a pause, "Um. Why?" She settles down in a seat, and quite frankly she doesn't care if her back is to the room or not. That's what being a non-combatant means.

[captainryan]

As long as she isn't blocking Ryan's view of the room, that's fine. "I need to speak to Security." He pauses, tilting his head to appraise her, but chooses to ask another question instead of answering hers. "Do they have some way of restraining people?"