You find yourself standing by the sealed door to the bridge. You wait patiently, your hands writhed in purple flames, while Fay raises her bolter.


"Ready?" Primus asks.


"Do it," you say, as the doors open. 


You quickly move inside and see the situation. Padfoot lies on the ground, a shiv made from a shard of ceramite impaled in his neck. Prongs sits in the corner, his bolter in his hands. Both his eyes have been stabbed out repeatedly. 


"Holy shit," you say.


Prongs immediately aims his bolter at you as he lets out a shout. You telekinetically tear the bolter from his hands, tossing it aside.


"Shit! Karth?" he asks, terrified as Fay runs over and grabs him.


"Shit, Prongs! Are you OK?"


"I'm alive. Check on Padfoot!"


You quickly float over to Padfoot, but he's long dead. 


"He's gone," you say.


"Fuck. Bastard took my eyes! He's still here! You need to find him!"


"We'll get you bionic eyes, Prongs, I promise," Fay says. "That's something that can be done?"


You nod, scanning the room for Drake. You move forward slowly, passing the Navigator's chair. You see Drake sitting off in the corner, a cigarette in his mouth he looks at you, nodding.


"Hey," he says nonchalantly. "How's your tribal whore? Has she grew any tits yet?"


You quickly levitate over, grabbing him by the throat and lifting him into the air.


"You son of a bitch! You killed my men!"


"I thought I had a chance at escape," Drake shrugs. "You shut this section off before I could."


You let the fire run along your hands, tickling his throats, as he yelps.


"Hey! You can't kill me, dumbass! We've been through this! You kill me, you're fucked. You torture me, I'll just kill you and me next time I'm navigating rather than endure a life of torture!"


You punch him, knocking his head against the wall, before letting him drop to the ground. Tribals enter behind you, grabbing him and binding his hands.


"Repair the cameras. Increase security for him," you sigh to one of the Tribals. 


"Yes, sir," she replies.


"You know, you could add a bunch of security features, but I'd find a way around it. You want me to stop trying to escape, all I ask is a few more luxuries. Access to alcohol, drugs and smokes, access to one or two... comfort ladies," Drake smiles, despite the blood dripping down from his broken nose.

You give Drake better conditions

Despite how much it kills you, you give Drake what he wants. Access to three female Gladiator-Slaves, who you pay remarkably well for the job but knowing Drake simply not enough, access to an array of drugs from the Slaaneshi Chem Cooks, all of which are sedatives to help make guarding Amadeus easier. He's given what he wants, though you make sure none of it comes at the cost of his security. By the end of it, he's fairly secure, and definitely contented. 


By the time you sort out Drake's newfound luxuries, which involves dealing with Drake for far longer than any man deserves, you move on to doing all the inane, normal tasks that you now need to deal with like deciding rations, sending out crews to clean up the ship, assigning guards and all the other things expected of you. Unlike Fay, Cain, Castus, Elios, Durge and Captain Hayes, all of whom absolutely despise their new workloads, with Castus even suggesting a new system of anarchy where the only rule is anyone found filing something is to be shot, you actually like it. Olive, Primus, Elizabeth and you all find a certain level of peace in it. The mental challenges and problem-solving you have to deal with has a certain calming element on your mind. By the time it's finished, it's fairly late. There's a night and day cycles on this ship, with the lights brightening and dimming to have a twenty four hour cycle, which stretches a bit long for you compared to home, but with a mid-day nap is manageable. You wonder what world the ship's cycle aligns to. Perhaps whatever world Kyros came from. 


Fay opens the door, walking inside.


"Karth, it's dinner time," she says. "Better hurry up. We want to eat early so we have the evening to discuss the important issues."