J's Quarters

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located down in a deep and not-very-popular level of the passenger cabins, though he does have some neighbors in his hallway because being the only occupied cabin on the floor would be too sus. what's he mean about it being too sus? too sus for what? who's judging? shrug it's the vibe of the thing. it's got to be out of the way but if it's too isolated it becomes noticeable through trying too hard. it's just a less popular floor and further away from the public spaces.

#### front room

For a long time this room was entirely empty. Then for Throneday he was given a mug. It would be rude not to use the mug, because it was a gift; therefore he needed a coffeemaker so he would have something to put in the mug. Having a coffeemaker required a table to put the coffeemaker on. At that point one may as well also have a chair to sit on while waiting for the coffeemaker to make the coffee. (He drinks it black when he makes it himself in his mug. See J's Coffee Opinions.)

Now the room is entirely empty except that there is a side table with a single drawer placed near a power outlet. Atop the table, a Keurig. Beside the table, a chair. The Quartermaster received a requisition form for these three items which had just a list of simple nouns, and while upon questioning J readily explained the situation and the items' intended use, he refused to admit any input on what they should look like, which left Thijs stuck picking out anoder guy's fucking furniture for him, so the table is something Thijs considers ugly (a curvaceous Rococo-esque piece) and the chair has white upholstery.

Spending time sitting in his front room waiting for his coffee made J need something to do while he sat there; he for this reason obtained a bookshelf, where *some* of the books are turned with their spines out and legible while the rest are turned the other way around to hide their titles. The legible ones include a couple of anodyne religious texts, a somewhat esoteric poetry collection, and a popular anthology of short stories by an author who specializes in plots that have punchlines.

#### shrine space

empty. unused. not desecrated by using it as a phone charging shelf or something just empty

#### rear room

This room came with the big gothic-ass four-poster bed and the big gothic-ass Narnia wardrobe so it has those things in it. The bed has plain white bedding with a black accent stripe and the Inquisitional symbol embroidered at corners, which is plain old ship's default. It's always spotless and he tucks the corners of the coverlet neatly when he rises, because he is miserable and punishing himself for being miserable about this job where he has to be awake all the time and the punishment is he has to make the bed the stupid crisp way they had to do when he was a little acolyte at the murder temple instead of a big bad assassin boy.

The big gothic-ass Narnia wardrobe is significantly taller than J and he has to step up into it (the bottom is a couple inches off the floor) with one toe to reach the highest shelf inside it. His matrix goth sassin-at-the-murder-club clothes fit inside on the hanging-rack half and the other half that's all shelves and drawers are where he keeps his murder equipment and also a little jewelry box because working for Simon Templar has meant ending up owning jewelry whether he wants it or not?