[b]Ted McKenzie - Private Quarters - SS-Name-Unknown[/b]

The noise from the crowd was deafening, people were screaming and chanting his name as Ted ascended the podium. He couldn't contain himself and a huge grin split his face as he looked around. Soon the announcer would call his name and then he'd receive the trophy, in fact, the elderly gentleman put the microphone to his lips and took a deep breath...

[i]"HEY EVERYBODY!"[/i]

Wait, that didn't seem right...

[i]"Guess what your awesome and fantastic captain just located!"[/i]

Reality slowly dawned on Ted as he recognised the source of the voice. Not quite in his head, but from the wall mounted speaker a few feet away. And no-one had a more... distinctive voice. 

Groaning as he heard the instructions, Ted lifted himself to a seating position, before clutching his pounding head. Spotting a few empty bottles of space rum lying on the floor brought scenes of last night's antics to mind. He could almost remember it clearly, well he was pretty sure he and the more fun-loving members of the crew had enjoyed some drunken card games and maybe a movie or two. Ted took a deep breath and puffed out his cheeks. [i]Could he be bothered to go the meeting?[/i] he wondered. Lying back down in bed did seem a much more inviting proposition...

Several minutes later Ted laboured down the corridor towards the bridge. He'd dunked his head in some cold water to try and wake up and had pulled on some casual clothes to look semi-respectable for the time of morning. He'd also grabbed himself a chilled drink of water to help stave off the downsides of the emerging hangover. Perhaps he'd see if HAMU had anything this time, although it seemed as if humans (and indeed robots made by humans), no matter how advanced they now where, had still not found a cure for 'the hangover'. In the end Ted had reasoned that it was best to attend the meeting so he could hear the plans first-hand (and Captain Yuriko did not like it when people were absent from anything she organised, even when it was something like a [s]stupid[/s] highly enjoyable Karaoke Night). Plus, it was rare for the whole crew to be in one place at the same time so there was a certain novelty factor involved.

The bridge had multiple entrances depending on how it was approached from different parts of the ship. Ted entered seemingly from the opposite side to the rest of the occupants and the room was already in conversation. He exchanged knowing glances with some of the crew as he traipsed in, before stopping mid-stride, staring blankly across the room. There was Ghost, sitting in the pilot's seat.
His seat.
After a moment Ted decided it wasn't worth reclaiming his comfy seat and draw more attention to his lateness. Though in reality, he didn't think he could stomach the smell of smoke from whatever it was the scout was smoking. Not at this hour. Instead he ambled up to the nearby railings that encircled the main platform area and propped himself against them, paying attention to the conversation for the first time.

[i]"...If you don't mind, Captain, I can go and double-check the space we have in our hold to ensure the most accurate calculations."[/i]

Ted smiled to himself, [i]If he had a gram of Sakuraium every time the Quartermaster Kin said the phrase "Double-check", he wouldn't need to rob a cargoship ever again.[/i]

[i]"Hey, why not just take control of the transport ship instead of having to mess around with transporting its freight onto our ship. I would assume it would save us some time."[/i]

The gunner Miyu was one of the crew members Ted liked most aboard the ship. She was easy to have fun with, particularly as she, like him, enjoyed playing video games in periods of dullness on the ship, although she did play a little too many shooting games and too few racing games. 
Taking control of the cargo ship would probably not be too difficult, depending on how well defended it was. Piloting it was another matter entirely. Cargo ships were incredibly bulky and difficult to manoeuvre - they were designed and built to go in one direction at a consistent speed after all. The vast majority had their top speeds limited as part of the UEGSC's commitment to safer space travel and owning companies invested in hidden tracking devices aboard the ship to minimise losses in notorious space pirate zones. Also, one couldn't very well hide a great big cargo ship without drawing attention to oneself. No, Ted reckoned they'd have to take what cargo they could, or, divert the cargo ship to a very local space port, make a quick profit on anything they could sell quickly, dump the ship and abandon the area before people came looking for it. 

As he opened his mouth to speak, a wave of nausea swept over him and instead he quietly sipped his water. He was pretty sure Captain Yuriko had a plan in mind and would reveal it shortly.