Post by Arabella Hart on Dec 1, 2011 13:40:04 GMT -5
Entry 244
Some sort of job is going to be happening. I’m not sure what they are doing as I keep myself busy with the cooking. But it’s dangerous-that much I know. Malcolm doesn’t want me to know too much which is fine but the crew seems to mostly not care about talking in the galley around me. I’ll do what I have to and feed everyone, let them do whatever they most to keep the ship running.
