(several hours later)
Tenjin begins to regain conciousness as air fills his lungs. In a matter of minutes his eyes snap open and he sits up rather quickly looking around like a skittish cat. He looks around at the medbay. He gets a sudden sharp pain in his head and realises that one of the thirteen scars on the left side of his face has opened up "why does that always happen?" he mutters and stands up. he wanders to the door but realises that his sword has been taken. He shrugs and takes a quick look at the door "hmm they'd be stupid not to lock it"
With that he taps on the seemingly featureless gauntlet on his left arm and extends two fingers. A Hacking device extends from the seemingly solid gauntlet. Tenjin opens a small hatch near the door and plugs the Hacking tool in, the door opening with a wirr. Tenjin steps out into the hallway and looks around.

Isis was having such a nice dream. That's was one of the reasons why she liked this avatar, sleep gave her mind a chance to rest, and in computer form she could never do that. She even felt a ting of sympathy for her copy that was still running the ship's systems...or was she the copy? She never could figure that out.

Suddenly her stomach started to grumble. That was one of the drawbacks to this body, it was so humanlike that it had some of the human weaknesses. She loved food, she just did not like the way her body got rid of the food waste. Perhaps I could devise some sort of alternate system...

Isis yawned and rubbed the sleep from her eyes as she looked around the medical bay. I guess it could not hurt if I went and got a quick bite to eat. Then her eyes fell upon the empty medical bed. humm, I should probably go after him. But then again, what harm could he do? Plus, he's probably hungry like me! I mean we are both technically organic, so i should run into him while I’m getting a bite to eat in the kitchen. Yea, sounds good.

And with that, Isis went of at a brisk pace toward the kitchen to make herself a BLT, and perhaps another nap afterwards.

Tenjin glances around the hallways some more and cautiously makes his way to the kitchen. he stops at the door sensing a rather confusing presence. He can feel the mental signature in his mind but the being in the next room seems to be devoid of any spirit or soul.
"hmm probably an AI avatar," he looks around the room again "and a decernable lack of shadows this will be tricky..." he looks at a ventilation duct near him "... but where would I be without these things" He removes the grate and slides in. He reaches the middle of the kitchen area and gets hit hunger pains "dammit what a time to become hungry" he peers through a grate on the roof "when she leaves im getting something to eat" he mutters as he slides back just far enough so he can see in without being seen.

Isis bustled about the kitchen, making herself a BLT according to her food database. She had tried to make some of the more complicated foods once, but found that they took to much work, and tended to end up with...less than desirable results.

As Isis moved about the kitchen she sampled the various different kinds of finger foods available. Since this ship was designed for a much larger crew compliment there is always more than enough food. I should sample as much of this food as possable for, uh, research! Yea, I will research the sence of taste for it is my duty as an AI!

Isis (with a large hunk of bread in her mouth): Alright, i have the sandwich done and i have the desert cookie right here... curses, i need something to drink.

Isis puts down the plate with the BLT and cookie and heads toward the back of the kitchen and into the walk-in fridge to get something to drink.

Tenjin continues watching, now starting to get slightly irritated "what the hell is she doing now?!" he mutters. The craving for food was getting worse. If he did not eat soon he would surely lose conciousness again. He considers his options for a moment. He removes the grate on the roof making sure it doesn't hit the floor and drops through while Isis isn't looking. he swiftly replaces the grate and slides over to the counter on his hands and knees making no sound in the process. he reaches the counter and presses his back up against it hoping not to be seen.

Isis returns from the fridge with a can of beer. Humm, i wonder how this tastes?

*snif snif* Smell like a dirty human in here now. Isis looks at her food to make sure it is safe. Food's safe that's what matters. Boy I sure am glad this body did not get destroyed, this is the only one with taste buds. Isis conveys her plate to a table and just as she is about to take a bite she realizes. Dang, I forgot the syrup! Isis rushes off to the walk-in fridge once more.

Tenjin listens as the footsteps become fainter as he strains his already exhausted mind for ideas as if going through that whole ordeal with that BAA wasn't enough now I have to try and get nourishment from a kitchen containing a food-addicted AI-avatar he still has no idea where he is or where he's headed. he smells his stealth suit "great I smell like humans that would have to be a giveaway to any right-minded person" he decides to wait but his patience is wearing thin. He glances up at the table "hmm BLT, im not a big fan of sandwiches but its not like i have the time to cook a Hokkien noodle stir-fry" with that he takes half of the BLT and runs out the door.

OOC: this sooo reminds me of MGS2!

Isis returns to the table carrying a bottle of maple syrup.

Isis: "Oh yea, you can not have anything without syrup...."*looks at her sandwich, half gone*

Snif Snif. *looks toward the door* G e r e k, I will get you back for this! *looks back to the sandwich* But first! *Isis pours maple syrup over the other half of the BLT* I eat.

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*while waiting for others to post where she is* o_o I must say... that's the weirdest taste in food since... my cousin... she used to eat ketchup on everything... >.>

*continues to wait, working up her D&D char*
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Tenjin finishes his half of the BLT and wonders where the pilot would be. He turns right quickly placing a couple of steps on the wall to compensate for his speed and enters the bridge.