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It was time. Neosyne, hearing no noises nearby, opened the door and looked around. Nothing. Either the men here were confident in their current safety, incompetant, or were simply not carrying anything of value. It didn't matter. He leaped out onto the ship proper, and listened some more. No one within the general viscinity. He crept around, staying aware of everything around him. He had no idea where the kitchen was, so he'd have to look around. He hated not knowing things. It'd probably be towards the back. They'd have put all their food away by this point, so he wouldn't be able to smell his way there, even if he had the capacity to do so. He crept towards the back, hoping for some sort of sign as to where he needed to go. He found none. He'd have to go looking in doors, possibly giving himself away. Still, he'd need to eat at some point. He crept towards the first door silently, and opened it slightly. The person inside was asleep. So was the person in the next. The third person was awake, but Neosyne closed the door before he could be noticed. If someone did see him, he hoped that they'd find him as merely a dream. After all, in what reality do you see people wrapped in black leather with glowing eyes? He couldn't kill anyone yet, that'd surely be noticed. The fourth person was still asleep. This was obviously a residential section. He lept to the other side. Grabbing a door, he opened it slowly, hoping it'd be the one to the kitchen.
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