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	[@JustDoingMe] - The black is clear and Carla can see out into it without issue now that they have broken atmo. Everything seems quiet on the ship, in fact perhaps it is a little two quiet. There is a new comer on the ship, two in fact, and the rest of the crew has been shuffled off. It will probably seem odd to have the crew taken down from full to skeletal in the course of a single morning; especially without any previous notification. Though it is unlikely that this is the first time that Carla has been in a Black Ship. 

	[@Lord Wraith] - The repairs are coming along but some will take longer than others. There are more repairs to do now though. The hydraulics to the rear exit ramp for the cargo bay were blown out in the fire fight and the hull was breached next to where Camilla had been perched up on the top of Vengeance. So that just adds more to Gideons work. Oh well at least he won't be bored with too much down time. Might want to see if any of the other crew members can help. At least enough to carry things back and forth and start handing Gideon tools. Patience won't take the killing of her people well. Well actually she probably won't care about that but she does care about money. You are going to want to get things together before the Captain gets pissy. I mean more than she normally is and well she has been shot, that never puts her in a good mood. 

	[@Sigil] - The ship's course is set and baring any problems or interruptions it seems that William can take a small break. The ship is on auto pilot now, so hopefully no alarms will be blaring out. As per standard procedure, as long as the Captain doesn't have any more tasks for him, William is free to wander the ship and do whatever else he wishes or is needed of him. The computers will alert the ship if anything gets in the path of the Retribution. William will need to make regular check ins with the bridge every 4 to 6 hours just to make sure by visual check that everything is still okay and that they are on the right path and running on expected time. 

	[@Pundii] [@Dragoknighte] [@Bluesky44] - Everyone but one of the men that attacked is alive, and he is pinned under a horse that [i]was dead[/i]. He trying to get a hold of his weapon but it is out of his reach, barely. He keeps reaching for it between trying to push the dead beast off of the top of him but he is pinned from the waist down and well that is a dead horse, it weighs a lot. He isn't going to be able to move it by himself. He looks to be younger than the rest of the members of Patience's Bill Collecting Party, and he doesn't look familiar from what anyone can tell. He certainly hasn't dealt with this crew before over the years. 

[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=fff79a]Atticus Pearson[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]http://im.ziffdavisinternational.com/ign_fr/screenshot/default/giphy_mmuf.gif[/img][hr][b][color=fff79a]Location:[/color][/b] Outside The Ship -> Medical Bay[hr][/center]

	Atticus chuckled a bit as he looked over towards Dorothy, [color=fff79a]"Patience is a virtue."[/color] Stopping he realized the irony in what he had just said and laughed at himself as he shook his head. Reaching down he helped hoist up the Captain and get her into the med bay; being careful as to not shuffle her around too much. He knew how gun wounds could hurt and being tossed around like a sake of potatoes never made it easy. She hated that she had been wounded but at least it hadn't been anywhere vital. 

	Looking down as they stepped into the Med Bay he tilted his head as he saw the blood coming from Camilla's wound and sighed. Seemed the Captain wasn't the only one that took a hit. Setting the Captain down he shook off the adrenaline going through his veins. Glancing back towards Camilla but it looked like she didn't want any help right then, waving him off as he tried to get close to her. Yeah, she didn't want help. At least not his kind. 

	[color=fff79a]"Well then, I will be back later; have to give last rights,"[/color] he said before heading out. Rushing up to his room he grabbed his bible and a few other things before strolling back out of the back of the ship and looking around. Adjusting his collar a bit he sighed. There were more dead than there were alive but at least the crew of the Vengeance were all in tact, for the most part. 

	Taking a deep breath he glanced around at the crew that remained outside. He doubted the fact that he was about to give last rights to people that attacked the crew would go down well but he had to do it. He hoped that Jackson would at least keep them off his back while he did God's work. He knew that Jackson was not the religious type but the man knew what he had gone through to make sure his wife was laid to rest properly, hopefully he would allow these men the same. 

[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=f26522]Anisa Crowe[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/31300000/Kate-kate-beckett-31313940-500-281.gif[/img][hr][b][color=f26522]Location:[/color][/b] Outside The Ship -> Medical Bay[hr][/center]

	Anisa's eyes shot over towards Atticus as if she was boring holes into the mans head with his glare. [color=f26522]"Patience is a gorham feh feh pi goh!"[/color] she hissed from behind her clenched teeth as she holstered her weapons and shook her head. 

	[color=f26522]"Yeah, yeah, just get the damn thing out of me,"[/color] the Captain added as she was lifted up and carried to the Medical Bay. She grunted a bit, it wasn't the best feeling to have a bullet bore into her flesh but at least it didn't feel like anything too serious and Dorothy didn't look concerned. Holding on as she was carried her eyes darted over to Camilla as she was moved through the doors of the Med Bay. 

	[color=f26522]"Take care of her first. A captain with a limp is one thing, a sniper with a bum shoulder is another,"[/color] the Captain ordered as she shifted back on the med seat and slid up on it a bit more. Grabbing her trousers and moving her leg onto the leg of the seat before resting her head back. She knew hers wasn't too bad by the way it felt but she didn't want Camilla out of commission any longer than she needed to be and she wanted her to heal up properly. 

	Taking a deep breath she pulled out each of her weapons, one at a time and reloaded the ammo in each one. Knowing Patience this wasn't the end of it and she was going to be ready, to hell if she had lead in her thigh right then. Glancing over towards Genevieve she perked a brow. 

	[color=f26522]"Talking is fine, if I have time,"[/color] she said as she glanced down to her leg and then smirked a bit to herself. [color=f26522]"As far as sleeping with you goes, you have a better chance of actually getting Preacher to ask for that type of help than me."[/color] Glancing up as she rested her head back once again. [color=f26522]"Hell, I'd probably chase after Preacher before I did you."[/color] Granted Anisa wasn't referring to which one she liked better as a person but Anisa had never been attracted to women, no matter how skilled they were. It just wasn't her thing. 

[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=f6989d]Camilla Powell[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]http://cdn.promonews.tv/cdn/farfuture/2aIkf1eUNuchkCw_ZfxErn3QR9wh2uwttaXX6ceaRo0/mtime:1377857195/sites/default/files/Brandon2.jpg[/img][hr][b][color=f6989d]Location:[/color][/b] Medical Bay[hr][/center]

	Swatting away the Preacher Camilla let out a long breath before looking over towards Captain. She wasn't about to argue with the woman. She was the captain and she gave the orders. Camilla was just a hired hand and one that wasn't looked at too well by most of the ships staff, she wasn't going to push her luck by telling the woman to shove it and just to have Dorothy go ahead and patch up the Captain first. 

	[color=f6989d]"It's a clean shot, just lost blood is all. Was able to get down off the top of the ship before the dizzies set in. Just patch me up, I should be fine,"[/color] Camilla said as she unslung her rifle from her shoulder and rested it against the wall off the room with the safety on. Grabbing the door she hauled herself up and moved over to a seat. 

	Pulling her shirt off she cringed a bit as she had to move the fabric over her wound before resting the bloodied fabric in her lap. Sighing she sat up as well as she could, knowing she couldn't sit back just yet since it would press her shoulder up against the back of the chair and make it impossible for Dorothy to get to the exit side of the wound. 

	[color=f6989d]"Are we the only two that got shot on the crew? Is everyone else okay?"[/color] she asked as she sat there.