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Passing most of the crew in the rec room, as she headed to the cargo bay, Isolde had half a mind to check what equipment had been loaded. Who knew how it would shift with their odd horizontal and then vertical take off? She briefly wondered if she was being anti social by doing this, but she did have a job that needed to be done.
Frowning to herself she continued down the corridor and towards the cargo bay. She was just as tired as the rest of the crew, but couldn't exactly turn in yet. There was still too much to do, too much to see go right.