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Sebastian was constantly hustling around the ship. While he was glad that the vote swayed in favor of the dark colony, it had its downsides. For one, the crew would need to arm themselves properly if they were to meet considerable combat. If say the colony had been taken over by hostiles, then the crew would need every bit of ammunition available to them or possibly find injuries, perhaps even death.

The quartermaster rushed to each cabin, to each room placing sacks of ammunition on tables for each crew member. The amount varied on their job. Of course the gunner would get the most bullets, then the captain, and everyone else would get an equal distribution of powder and shot.

Sebastian himself was the lowest priority to arm, since he was an automaton after all. The advantage of being a machine was that he was less susceptible to taking damage as his more organic counterparts. On the other hand he could take more risks in a fight because of that factor. Of course a strong caliber shot at the right place in his skull could take him out easily, but that was unlikely. He armed himself with his pistols, knives, his sword, and two granadoes. He placed a thin leather vest over himself for deception. He felt they were ready for near anything.