Don't ask how Beau had managed to get a hold of that cabin. Suffice to say it was not one of her more shining moments -- but at least it was closer to bribery than blackmail? That was growth! Sure, that cabin was the size of a copper piece, but she'd seen how uneasy Yasha had been getting last night, trying to squirm out of conversations with random curious people, and figured she didn't need that on top of the claustrophobia issue. Anyway, Yasha was part of her crew, and she looked out for her crew like a good first mate should, dammit, so yeah, bribery. But harmless bribery, okay?

There had been a lot going on yesterday, and she'd fallen asleep before she finished journaling it all, so today she was sitting cross-legged atop a crate with a cup of caf beside her and a notebook on her knees, scribbling furiously away.

But also checking out the dejarik board, because dude.