Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190330040916/@comment-5543592-20190331183433

The sun went below the horizon. Night reigned, and June 29th became June 30th.

Tanner found himself unable to sleep, tossing and turning throughout the night. He elected to get up early and cleans his guns.

When there was the sound of the others awaking, he put them away and headed to the kitchen. It was about eight when Tanner finally left his room.

Culinary Specialist Campbell had made a spread of traditional American breakfast foods and grinned at Tanner as he entered.

"There's a pot of coffee on as well." He informed the psyker. "And packets of tea up there, if that's more your thing."

"Coffee's fine." Tanner said, faking a smile he certainly didn't feel.