You know I'm up for it

We should see what we can get for fish, too. [May still have the urge to eat half his body weight in fish.]

I'm sure that can be arranged. Netting is an odd request, but would make getting the fish much simpler.

I can do net.

Last port left me with some real useful memories on top of the others, if the admiral won't bite.

Then let's do it ourselves.

[Because Rhade is full of the paranoid, and he's guessing Riddick will be down with the self-sufficiency thing. Even if it's part as a group for this adventure.]

Probably a better shot. I know Ben used nets in port too.

Rhade, you know something's happening with the barge.

We got a plan, when the CES gets sealed off and the food goes prison-industrial?

I know. [Flatly. Like he's been dwelling on it for a little while.]

I try to save open revolt now until I'm certain of the unified force behind me. Fortunately, there are people that are starting to notice and protest. Until then, the Admiral has never removed food from the kitchen storage and open areas.

And there are still ways of reaching the bridge and commandeering the ship. Or to reset it, like when it shut down. Another one can be found, and I'm certain if Kirk can commandeer the bridge a joint effort can be made to do it again. In any case, I don't intend to see this ship descend into the Long Night [he says it like one would say "medieval dungeon"].

How soon, though. And what do we do for damage control until then?

I tried for the bridge before, you know that didn't end well for me, I ain't saying we move now. But there's inmates on here who've never been in a real prison. Arya we can keep an eye out for, but that stupid kid in the leather, his pal with the gloves-- it's gonna get hard for people like them first, more than us.

You can't use the same way twice, I know that.

At the very least, I have ideas on how to force a crash. [Put an inmate in a TARDIS and then jump ship.] Though that option is an extreme.

In the meantime, we collect food. And advise the young man in the leather to plan more than talk. [Because he likes to talk more than plan, and this could get him into a situation he will regret.]

Oh, bet he'll listen. [But Riddick would rather not see him learn the hard way. Going soft...]

Rhade. [There's been something on his mind.]

Megamind thinks I'm full of it on this one, but I don't see this not affecting you people. Wardens. Ex-inmate or not.

Are you willing to protect an inmate if it reaches that point? Prefect probably would. The marquis would just to be contrary. But I don't know what our numbers are here.

I used to be an inmate. Of course I would.

It wasn't my warden that graduated me when I was an inmate, it was two people that I loved. It was the people in what little family I had cobbled together here. They have, and still have my loyalty regardless of status.

Have I ever failed to check on my dinner crew when they didn't arrive for work? Of course not. And I wouldn't see them shoved into a situation where help is even less accessible to them.

[Just a nod. He figured.]

So. Let me know when we're heading out.

Yes. [She'd rather try hunting as a wolf, but that's a secret she is not sharing.]

Good. How are your hands right now. [Everyone in this crew has super sniffers so that'll make it fun for the prey.]

Merlin healed them. They're fine. [She sounds faintly annoyed, but since Lark gave her a real pack, she's been less bothered by that.]

Good. [Hey, he's not going to take a potentially injured person into the CES where there might be an odd smell.] I'll let you know when we're ready to go to the CES.

I'll be ready. Nymeria too.

I think she's dead. [Someone's a little bit worried about that.]

You think she's dead?

[That's a little too noncommittal for him.] Do we have to force her door open?

I could smell her. Like rotted meat.

You should hurry.

Where did you smell her? [He didn't smell her at the room, so he's surprised.]

In her room. [It's not that big a surprise if Red can pick up what he can't, in her mind - she was in wolf form when she tracked the smell. She can track as well or better as any true dog when like that.]

[He's going to go break down that door without a response, now. BRB.]

[She's still standing in front of it. But she'll move out of the way when he gets closer, assuming he has no trouble.

Otherwise, she'll be using her wolf to add to it.]

[The door is metal. That isn't good. Until he tries the lock and... well, just lets himself in. Lua's had been locked when he found her.

And the smell of stale blood hits him like a wall.]

[Red can take a metal door down - but it would take a while, and it would require a little more room to maneuver than the admiral has been giving them.

She ignores the smell, moving quickly into the room and running over to the corpse.]

We need to call the admiral. [Obvious. But...]

I'll call the infirmary and let them know she'll be coming. [And he turns to quickly dial something on his comm.]

[She moves to pick up the form, ignoring the blood its getting on her form. She'll take the body to the infirmary.]

Was this done to her on purpose? I've never seen be violent toward anyone.

Her throat's cut. how else could it happen?

I know people that can do that to themselves. [He's never seen so many suicide attempts before the Barge. But he admits he doesn't see evidence of a knife in all that blood.] I'll secure the room while you're taking her.

You're not coming? [She's a little surprised, but... still moving forward. She won't be alone for long, anyway - Ophion knows how to open her door, and will be joining...]