Nebu was being to get antsy because he really wanted to get drunk but to his dismay when he got to his room there had been guards posted outside his door. 'Looks like sneaking out is a no go.' Nebu thought while unlocking his door. The guards didn't move an inch, if Nebu didn't know any better he'd say they weren't even breathing. 

He walked into his room and locked the door behind him, beginning to rummage through the fridge to see if the maids had restocked the alcohol since they docked, to no avail sadly. In annoyance he decided to go have a quick shower and reapply his gold, and makeup seeing how he hadn't changed it in a week or so, and it was beginning to be that time where the gold was chipping off. Taking off his bandages he stepped into the shower excited that when he stepped out he can finally get drunk.

Pay yawned lightly, scribbling down the number ‘99’ then he suddenly realized he didn’t ask the stranger for his name. “Ahhh! Stupid” he told himself and face palmed. He walked back to his suitcase and put it on the bed. The room itself was small, no bigger than a hotel room, with one bathroom that couldn’t even fit a bath in it, luckily there was a stand up shower in it. 

The walls were lightly decorated with paintings and there was one window, it was small but just big enough for someone of his size to squeeze through... if he really needed too. He pulled apart his suitcase’s side pulling out an assortment of weapons, two bowe knifes, a normal sized dagger, One sai, and a glock, He strapped the sai to the inside of his boot, then he waddled around the room placing the weapons in random places, one under his pillow too, “Now to make sure I’m safe” he calmly said to himself as he pulled out a little journal from his bag, then scribbling down the best ways to escape the room. He’d probably spend 15-20 minutes figuring out the room completely.

When Nebu was done his shower and finished putting on all of his makeup, gold and his bandages, he got dressed, looked at his phone and saw that by now the ship was already on the water and had been for about 40 minutes now. With a wide smile he left his room and notified the guards he'd be at the bar. He walked up to the bar and ordered a scotch, his favourite, "now," he said to no one, as no one but the bartender was currently in the room, "Time, to drink!" He said toasting the air and downing his whole glass, "keep them coming, or you're fired." He said in a serious tone. It seemed to have worked, the bartender refilled his glass as quickly as he could. "I wonder where... uhhhh, hmm, seems I didn't catch his name." He said finishing off another glass.

“Done!” Pay said to himself proud again to have accomplished such a perfect escape plan, the window was on of the main escapes from the room if there ever was a fire, and if he had intruders he had put his gun in the side cabinet of the bed and so on. He closed the journal and carelessly threw it on the bed pulling out some cloths.