Ramia had made her way back to the ship and even managed to stop the bleeding from both her nose and the side of her mouth. She was sore and tired. For the hour she had the Halcyon General managed get some shuteye.

When the ship docked at the Rock the dark haired woman had cleaned herself up a bit and even managed to get a list of items she would need for repairs - it was a quite long list and Ramia was sure that there wouldn't be enough resources - monetary or otherwise to get the Guardian in to full operational capacity. However she was determined to do atleast something about the matter.

After a while Ramia was searching for a trustworthy enough fellow to acquire some parts from.