Joacim
The other Mule was mostly empty now that pirates had pillaged their share of the cattle. When Sapphire walked in, it seemed that the smell of lush fodder and straw bedding had even faded somewhat, no longer overpowering, but rather lingering from what little remained in the rows of stalls lining either wall. Franklin had earler pulled Don the Donkey outside to sample the lovely clean comet-sourced water of Ake's crater lakes, and now the hold sat silent with dust hanging in the air cast over by streams of angular light as the morning sun cut into the open bay.
Elijah
It wasn't entirely certain what Franklin had done to Greg since they'd been alone in the room together, but when Alice returned with proper clothes she found that he'd been rendered unconsious with a small pool of blood about his jaw. Franklin held the other, still un-named prisoner slumped over his shoulder, and Daziel seemed to have materialized in the med-bay, as well. Franklin waved to Alice when she entered and slid the prisoner off his shoulders and onto Daziel's waiting arms with a gruff, "Here, go ahead an' hold onto this fer me."
Franklin smiled at Alice and gave her a pat on the back, explaining, "Mister Burton's gonna keep holt of our other lil' buddy for the time being, t' keep him away from Mister Greg. He oughta be out for another hour n' thirty minutes or so, I reckon, made him t' swaller a pill we use t' put the horses to sleep, ayugh." He took on a more serious face and nodded sorrowfully, "Had to rough him up a bit more, sorry, Doc. When he wakes up, though, I have a feeling he'll be in an awful hurry to tell you anythin' you need afore I get back. Jes' call it a hunch."
The cowboy withdrew a cigarette and perched it between his lips, then lit it with a contented sigh. "Ah, well, I'm out for now in either case. Maybe later you kin let me see that underwear of yours again?"
Franklin didn't wait for an answer, just left with one of those 'hyeh' kinds of laughs and waltzed into the desert sun. Daziel approached next, bowing slowly to Alice with a soft smile. "Doctor Mason." He said quietly, "I'll go stow this gentleman in a closet with some food and water. Do you require any assistance in here? It seems Miss October's wandering the grounds, so I could fetch her for you."
Sister Sara
Since Yori's quarters were on the Sister Sara, it was much closer for her to push the wheelchair-bound designer to her room instead of to his, and so he'd directed her there to maximize their joint sleeping time. He kept quiet when they entered, but was obviously not falling asleep any longer. Niel was much too interested in the surroundings and gave the entire room a wide-eyed glance as he looked about to curiously see what Yori had filled her room with.
Outside
Franklin emerged from the Elijah with the cigarette edged over to one side of his mouth and grunted at Seiji again as he approached the jeep with a look of interest.
"Well, you packed her up good, didn't you?" He asked approvingly as he hopped into the driver's seat and turned to take in the supplies arranged in the back of the bed. "Hell, might jest go ourselves spelunkin' fer fun, ahum, since we got all the toys out already..." He looked up at Seiji with a crooked smile and asked, "You wanna drive, Chickenshit, or you think a barbarian feller might be able to manage it?"
Without waiting for a response, Franklin keyed the ignition and leaned back into his seat with a broad grin, then yelled at the only other person nearby, Akemi, "Hey, tennacle-humper, looks like me an' Chickenshit is gonna beat you back for dinner, don't it!? Get the damn lead out!"
Akemi might not have been able to hear him, for she was at the same time recieving a telepathic response from Daziel. 'Just use your training, my dear,' He expressed with his soundless message, 'Disable active sensors, stay out of sight, and if you get spotted just flee... Remember their vessel is heavily damaged and likely being repaired.'