[ It's a bit past time since Sam should've introduced himself to the network. He's been running himself ragged exploring this ship, trying to understand it, and especially what caused the disappearances in those corridors. But it came and went like the wind; no source, no logic, nothing. He was used to the unusual, was dealing with a whole 'nother ball game, here. ]I'm told that there's a Gunnery Crew on this ship. Does anyone have any other information on it and possibly joining?
Additionally, since I'm run into a few people here who have never held a gun before, if anyone is interested in a lesson or two, I'm happy to provide.
[ Not that his gun made much of a difference in that...darkness fiasco. He has no illusions that his model will protect him from everything on this ship. But having it on him settles him, as it always has. Maybe some others here would feel safer with a thin veil of protection, as well. ]Finally, does anyone know where the gardens are? I can't seem to find them.
[ Considering this place is as big as Manhattan, it's unsurprising, but he was hoping he'd find it on his adventures on this ship. ]Oh, and I'm Sam, by the way.