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Kaylee is looking for someone in charge.

Or at least, she's looking for someone who can take her to someone in charge. She's not really picky. She's got some questions, and she's got a message to deliver. Also, she'd like to know if there's anything to eat that's not... mush. Also if there's anything that she can do to help.

So she's prowling the halls, looking for... people, and muttering to herself.

"...Neuropathy, Engineering Alcove, vents past the doors..."

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Lyta is moving down the corridor on her way to the mess hall to get something to eat--or, at least, what this ship classifies as 'something to eat'--when she passes one of the new people along the way, muttering to herself.

"Excuse me?" she asks, presuming the woman was speaking to her.

"Hmm?" Kaylee looks up, and then brightens a bit. Look! Person! "Oh! Um, hi, I'm Kaylee Frye, I was sorta lookin' for someone in charge?" She looks a little sheepish. "I'm new, I don't really know my way around yet, it's just, I've really got to talk to someone in charge."

"Lyta Alexander," Lyta greeted, offering the girl her name in return. Then her forehead creased as Kaylee insisted that she had to speak with someone in charge. "Oh, well, Cybil's technically the captain. But, I'm not sure where she is right now. Have you tried asking one of the A.I.'s?"

Kaylee blinks a bit, and facepalms. "I hadn't even thought of that. I'm not used to A.I.'s, they're still sort of... well, I dunno, the Alliance might have some rudimentary A.I. systems, but nothing like y'all've got here..." she trails off and grins sheepishly. "Sorry. Ain't like talkin' engines, but I can go on sometimes. Cap'n says I ain't got the sense to shut my mouth when I'm borin' the pants off people."

"It's all right," Lyta reassured. "In all honesty, I'm still trying to get used to this place myself. And I've experienced organic ships before."

Deciding to walk with the new girl while she went about trying to find the Captain--they really weren't supposed to be wandering around the ship alone, afterall--Lyta clasped her hands behind her back as she fell in step with Kaylee.

"So, what do you need to see the captain for?"

"One of the A.I.'s told me something down in the..." Kaylee gestures a bit. "You know, with the goo? When I got here." She shakes her head. "Anyway, it seemed like it might be important, and she said I had to tell the crew, so I thought it'd prob'ly be best to just tell the cap'n here."

"What'd it tell you?" Lyta asked with definite interest. Ever since she'd gotten here she--nor anyone else for that matter--hadn't been able to get much of anything from the A.I.'s. Most of them didn't know a thing about what was going on and the one that did wasn't exactly keen on sharing.

Kaylee frowns a little in concentration. "She said the vents will bypass the sealed doors. We need to find Neuropathy and the Engineering Alcove. We need both to access the Command Deck." She shrugs a little. "I'm not sure what's going on, but she was malfunctioning or something. Said that the parasites' meddling had let her get through."

Lyta froze.

"The A.I. told you how to access the Command Deck?" she asked with a sense of urgency in her voice. "Which A.I.?"

Kaylee shakes her head. "She didn't say," she says helplessly, and then exclaims, "Oh! Well, she tried, I think. But she disappeared. The other A.I. that I talked to didn't seem to know she'd been there. And she stuttered. Or whatever you call it when it's an A.I."

"Ok..." Lyta said, sounding a little confused, and came to a halt as she addressed the ship.

"Stacy?...Andromeda?...Cortana? Is anybody there?"

|| I am. || Stacy's familiar voice replied.

Lyta sighed upon hearing Stacy.

"Stacy, where is Cybil?" she asked, glancing over at Kaylee.

|| The captain is not registering on internal scanners, || was the response.

Short. Direct. To the point. ~~And utterly useless.~~

Lyta frowned. While the answer wasn't as specific as she had hoped it would be, it wasn't completely useless.

"Well, I guess that means she must be somewhere down in the city," Lyta said to Kaylee. "You sure you're up for going down there?"

"There's a city?" Kaylee almost squeaked, and then grinned. "Yeah, ain't been landside in a couple weeks."

She tilts her head a little, curiously. "Why wouldn't I be up for it?"

(ooc: ...This tab has been open for three days, and I SWEAR I posted this tag. *headdesk* *posts*)

"Well, for one, it's not exactly what I would call 'landside,'" Lyta explained as she began to lead Kaylee to the hub, which would then take them to the city. "And, two, every bad thing that has happened on this ship since I've been here always seems to start in the city. So, it's not exactly what I'd consider a safe place."

"Oh." Kaylee sobers up almost instantly, frowning a bit and fiddling with the fabric of her jumpsuit. "Well... still. She sorta made it seem like it was real important. And if you can't access the command deck, you ain't gonna be able t'fly the ship proper, or maybe at all. Depends on the workin's, really, but..." She shakes her head. "Sorry. Anyway, guess what I'm tryin' to say is it seems pretty important, we'd probably better try t'find her."

"Ok," Lyta said with an understanding nod. "Well, I guess we should probably get going then. Especially if we ever want to get access to the command deck and find a way to get off this thing."

Kaylee nods and takes a deep breath. "Right." She takes one step before suddenly realising that she has no idea where she's going, exactly, and stops sheepishly. "...After you?"

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