Upon the two ships nearly colliding and abruptly connecting at their decks, Vee struggled with his footing upon the sudden jerking, much to his dissatisfaction of looking incompetent. He regained his composure, but the action to follow was swift; dozens upon dozens of sailors rushed past Vylmor and Cally, including the esteemed Balder and his more competent crew of the bunch boarding. Vee knew to keep a particular eye on them, knowing full well how integral their part of the mission would be. 

Vee held out a preemptive arm in Cally's direction, anticipating that she may have the urge to join in on the fray right away. He indicated for her to keep her eyes on the deck, hoping to perhaps instruct the girl in that patience and knowing were the most integral advantages to any battle. They maintained their birds eye view of the fray, and Vee was getting the impression that he'd need to keep an eye out for the old man in particular. He grunted loudly, moving forward against the rails of the deck, pulling from his coat one of the vials he has since packed and throwing it in Balder's direction, across the [i]Aleph Null[/i] to his intended target.

"You could do with a bit more precision, yes!?"

Upon the contact of his now shattered vial and the hardwood floor beneath Balder, Vee acted on the break as if to time it perfectly; in one smooth movement, he lifted his arm as if conducting a symphony, and flung his arm forward in crescendo. The resulting aura rose from Balder's position, a kind of light blue mist, that seemed to permeate around Balder for only a moment, before vanishing seemingly within him. "That should take care of his limp, at least" Vee said aloud, half to himself and half for Cally to understand his focus.

He turned to direct his attention to the rest of the action on the enemy ship, and his heart sank upon seeing the pyurgist on board, his evident skill making quick work of Kimbull. He turned to Cally. "Learn from his mistake, my dear. This is why we don't jump in straight away."

He turned back to the pyurgist, feeling even more forelorn at the fact that he was not only a skilled fireater, but a smart one to boot, using his highly damaging flames to target the [i]Aleph Null[/i] where it would hurt most: the sails. It seemed to be perfect timing that Rei had made her appearance on deck, seeming to head straight for the source of danger. This was good. Very good.

Vee yelled from across the deck. "Miss Rei! I need you to take care of our heated friend! I will have your back, so to speak!" He then turned to Cally again, but this time having a little more difficulty keeping his usual controlled disposition of confidence with the girl. "Now it seems we have no choice. Follow me, and don't look down!"

And with that, Vee followed in turn with Rei to leap onto the enemy ship... but stopped himself. He didn't follow his own advice, taking a moment to glance between the two ships decks... there were at least five feet between them, and at least five thousand feet between whatever other contact Vee would make if he didn't connect the former. He took a deep breath, backed himself up about ten feet, and sprinted across, making the leap... but he found himself clutching along the sides of the enemy deck!

Now on the verge of free fall, desperate for help on an enemy ship, completely exposed, the doctor was in a most unsound predicament...