h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

*knocks and enters*
Mr Richardson, a word.
*closes the door and sighs audibly, removes his hat and wipes his brow, runs fingers through his hair, and tucks his hat under his arm* Right Alby, what's with this Stowaway. What have you found out about her. And more to the point how did she get onboard undetected and remain so for nearly 23 days?

*Richardson finishes his sentance and places the log on his side table. He scratches the black stubble on his chin before begining.*

[Richardson] She is reluctant to give me any details beyond her name. I have yet to ascertain her purpose or how she managed to avoid the crew for so long. *sighs in irritation* I am even unsure as to wether progress is being made. She seems stubborn to a fault.

[ooc] actually.... madam jade has yet to respond..... i'm going to email her and make sure she is awake.....

[Richardson] I will of course persevere. What of this woman we pulled from the ocean?

*sighs again*
Ok Alby, just tell me as soon as you have some information. I will not have unaccounted for elements loose aboard my ship. After the last few days and this infernal lack of wind, the moral of the crew is down and I cannot have them worrying unduly. Martens is especially spooked and sees demons and seadevils everywhere he looks. Keep an especially watchful eye on him. At the first sign of trouble let me know.
As to this woman from the sea, well I have asked my wife to have a word with her and see if she can make some sense out of her ramblings.
You will, of course, join us for dinner this evening?
I want to take a tour round the ship just now and check all is well myself. Oh and could you bring the log with you so I may peruse it after dinner?
The order of the day is to keep spirits high and then we can rationally get to the bottom of these other annoyances.
*Straightens his back, puts his hat back on, smooths down his tunic and becomes 'The Captain' again*
Carry on Mr. Richardson.
*turns and heads to the door, turning at the last moment*
Sharp eyes, Alby, sharp eyes, eh? *winks and grins slightly*

*Richardson nods his head and smiles. Once the door is securely latched he scratches his head in confusion.*

[Rich] What was that?