"Well," Jimmy said as he turned around, opening a cabinet of various medicines he'd bought on the side whilst everyone else was busying themselves, "For the most part you can move around fine, but it's there's still a bit to go."
He paused as he put a cup next to Nyezeh. The cup had a mixture of crushed Dr. Fixit tablets and liquid Niskord mixed together with a bit of mulled wine and whole cloves to make the otherwise sterile affair taste better.
"If you want to get right into action, I can give you something to speed up the process." He then listed the after effects, "You'll feel like crap and have to rest for another few hours, you'll have heartburn, cramps, exhaustion and some stomach, but afterwards you'll be flying. Excuse the pun."
Back near the Men's head, Luca shook his head lightly, and sighed somewhat, "Uriel," He said, "I know how you feel. Let me tell you about the time my executive officer attempted to kill me two years back in the Yamataian Star Army,"
He then pointed to various spots on his body, "If I was able to grow scars, I'd be able to show off all the damage I'd taken in that time - countless shrapnel wounds, and they only got out the last of it recently. They said I had about two pounds worth of metal in me. And this was before we went to recover our stolen ship and had our position referred to the SMX."
"Yeah. We were kind of fucked sideways from the get-go," Luca was very matter-of-fact about the whole issue, "Turns out or executive officer was not only a double agent who worked with SMX and SAINT, but she also happened to screw over the wrong supply ship. She was found out after we all survived, and she was probably killed," He then paused for a moment, going onto an unrelated tangent, "As a matter of fact, it was an all-male ship."
"But that's not the point," He corrected himself, "I eventually got over it and adopted the Mercenary gig, sort of as a coping mechanism, sort of as a new way of life. I might not fully trust Nekovalkyrja to this day - but Naoko is an unexpected, but not an entirely unpleasant guest on my ship. Most Nekovalkyrja try to kill me in the first few hours."
"If she's content to just stay in the background and out of our way, fine. If not, we'll see what she's made of - aside from being less than a foot tall. She probably won't stand all of us at once if she gets violent. I'll talk to her and make sure she's clear on this."
The space lines, meanwhile, were smooth sailing. And integration into the 5th Fleet/Nataria spaceline would be a breeze.
As a matter of fact, there were lots of other cruisers, escorts, cargo ships, battleships and destroyers of Yamataian manufacture flying alongside the Big Bird. Generally they didn't ask too many questions why an independent vessel was heading this way, since the identification spoke for itself. Drift was now only a short distance away now that nobody had to worry about defending themselves.
Luca then left Uriel to his own devices, and moved along, and started looking for Naoko, he eventually tracked down Panther, walking next to him and looking down at Naoko.
"Did you enjoy your meals?" He asked the Kohanian and the Nekovalkyrja pleasantly.
Meanwhile, Echelon was whirring away quietly, moving about and exploring the ship. It sat down in the lounge next to Sebastian. Sebastian looked over, "And I thought having an arm replaced was bad news," He grumbled.
"I resent that," Echelon replied without missing a beat.
Meanwhile, the ship was humming along quietly towards its destination.
