High Law and Low Justice, Part 4

Ruzz'koff stands back as the big Aslan fills in the survivors. When prompted, he'll resume his explanations and he shows the captain's log and the log of the doctor, together with all the other evidence they have.
 

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Dorothhy Fingal looks not entirely unsuprised at the evidence out before her, "I knew that there were interests working to have Malikot shut down; but I am rather suprised that they would go this far. What are your intentions & where are we going?"
 

Trelelaweiro, aslan male mercenary.

"Up to an hour ago, our intention was simply to stay alive long enough to be able to jump out of there. You can take it from me, someone really wanted something, which seemed to involve making us all dead. And they were ready to go to great lengths to see it happen.

"I have no idea where we are going at this point. One of the Imperial Navy bases I believe. But as we won't be getting there for at least a week, there will be time enough for answers later.

"Indeed, perhaps you might be able slot in some of the missing pieces."

Trel turns to Ruzz'koff.

"It would be a good idea to call everyone together to discuss what has happened, and what we do and do not know."

Trel scrubs his hands through his thick mane and yawns widely, revealing a fine set of teeth.

"But now, I am tired and hungry and I cannot imagine how those who came to help us," he glances at Ruzz'koff, "feel. They have been going for much longer than I have."
 

Ruzz'koff, Vargr Captain

"I can assure you they feel pretty tired." Ruzz'koff glances at the clock. "Hmmmpf. Let's see. General meeting in two hours. We'll discuss what needs doing there, introduce evryone to each other, and we'll see how we go from there. In the meanwhile I'm gonna lay down for an hour or so. Feel free to use the food replicator. It's not very good, but it keeps you alive and fed."
With that Ruzz'koff leaves the room. A few minutes later you can hear his voice over the intercom.
"Crew and passengers are expected for a meeting in the lounge at 20:00 hrs. Ruzz'koff out."
He then sets his alarm and crawls into bed to sink into oblivion.
 

Finally getting everyone out of the tank and up to the lounge Tomas suddenly realises just how tired he feels. Its been hectic and his old bones are getting beyond what they use to be capable of.

He suddenly feels, stiff, heavy and tired "20.00" he repeats as he finds himself a comfortable spot to curl up in and sleep...
 

Trelelaweiro, aslan male mercenary.

DrZombie said:
"I can assure you they feel pretty tired." Ruzz'koff glances at the clock. "Hmmmpf. Let's see. General meeting in two hours. We'll discuss what needs doing there, introduce evryone to each other, and we'll see how we go from there. In the meanwhile I'm gonna lay down for an hour or so. ....

Trel shakes his shaggy head as Ruzz'koff speaks, and jumps in.

"Two hours isn't going to do you much good. And we have days. Give those who can aren't doing anything essential at least 8 hours. People can function on less, but not well.

"The meeting can wait until 0900 tomorrow.

"Can it not?", he rumbles, more at the passangers than anyone else.
 
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The other passengers murmur or nod their assent, and according to Ktarle, the crew should be coming around some time tomorrow morning as well. For now, the rescuers gets to the business of food and their first sleep in about 38 hours, sacking out on the couches in the lounge the newly unoccupied stateroom of the deceased (There is too much damage in the crews quarters to continue using those at this point). The Wolirius sheepishly make one more request of the doctor, and the three of them head down to the lower deck pushing a sled bearing a draped vargr body in front of them. Those still awake about fifteen minutes later see Ktarle and the Wolirius return along with their frightened, but calm, eight year old son Bilem. They no longer have the sled.


ooc:
I will be away from the internet from this afternoon until Saturday. Wilphe is running the Fingals (and any of the others I sent you some info on, if you like to, Wilphe), so if you want to get the meeting going in the morning, you are welcome to. The surviving members of the crew (The astrogator and the steward) will have to remain drowsy until I get back). The ship is headed to the Imperial Navy Base at Dukh, as far as I was aware.
 

OOC:
We might have been aiming for Dukh but we did misjump which means we might well come out wherever and whenever you want us to...
 

OOC : or the ship might explode on jump exit wich will solve the question of who plays who :). Or we might exit at exactly the same spot as we departed. Or we might find ourselves in the middle of Zhodani space. I love misjumps.
 


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