Through a miraculous feat of strength, or perhaps through sheer willpower, Cally managed to pull Vee's torso onto the deck, enough so he may roll his sorry body the rest of the way onboard. He breathed erratically as he laid motionless for a moment on the deck, his face drenched in sweat, eyes wired, taking a brief shellshocked moment to thank the stars that he wasn't taking an express solo flight straight to the Frades Mountains below.

He rose hastily upon reaity seeping in, with Cally and himself on an enemy vessel, completely unguarded. Not even with a moment to speak his gratitude, he lunged forward in her direction, bringing her to the floor with him; he could hear the massive harpoon whirl behind him, where Cally was standing only a second before.

He leaped up to his feet quicker this time, the two close calls being sobering of the harrowing situation, and he brought the girl quickly back to her feet with a pull from his hand. He took a rare opportunity to breathe, thankful that the other sailors were too foolish to take notice of the two being sitting ducks.

Before Vee could properly assess the carnage, and get to work preventing another crewmate from facing an unneeded death or injury, he spotted Grady heading for him and Cally. He called over Van Williams, and before long the four had made a huddle behind some capstan.

Vee listened to the captain's plan intently, all while peeking over the capstan to eye their fiery target. Vee wasn't particularly fond of the idea at hand, as even with Vee's assistance, taking on a pyurgist's flames head on was no glide in the clouds, if not an outright death wish.

But he knew that this was certainly not the place to argue, and it was not his place to make orders; just to make certain that they went as smooth as they could. He gave a quick glance to Cally, then Van, then back to Grady, giving him a nod of approval for the plan at hand. As he gave his orders for Cally, Vee was handing him two particular vials, then the same for Van. 

The two knew the procedure well enough, by now: take the doctor's crazy concoctions, and smash them to signal for Vee's spellcraft. In regards to such vials intended for others to use, Vee added an ingredient which released a piercing audible [i]crack![/i], in addition to a puff of smoke of varying colors, depending on the vials intended use; in this case, the color was dark blue. This indicated a need for an elemental ward. Wards were a specialty of Vee's, as he took a much greater preference to preventing damage when possible as opposed to waste even more energy correcting mistakes.

Elemental auras were a light purple... but he decided against giving the two such a vial, as aura ingredients were far more difficult to come by and quite expensive. This was especially the case for elemental auras, but even physical auras were a uncommon commodity. Vee had only a handful of aura vials on the ship, and didn't intend to waste them unless absolutely necessary. This pyurgist was a handful himself, certainly... but not more than that. Vee was confident the two could handle the man together with each having two temporary "get-out-of-flames free" cards.

Grady charged into position, ready to make his first moves... until Rei flew in like a bottle rocket to take his position. She was quick to absorb the flames which the pyurgist had flung onto him, saving him from wasting one of his two vials. She was handling herself well... too well, as he watched her fling her blade into the unprepared pyurgist like it was a bludgeoning hammer... again, again, and again. Vee's heart sank upon seeing her all too familiar rage come through. "Oh my", Vee said aloud to the adjacent Cally, "This won't end well."

Vee took the precaution of directing Cally to stay in their safe hiding spot, knowing full well the enraged engineer would make quick work of both of them; or at least a quick work of many of Vee's vials, an expense he was not wishing to waste. Vee handed the girl four vials; a physical and elemental ward vial, and a physical and elemental aura vial. "Just in case we get seperated in the fray. Use the wards first, if you can, but don't hesitate to use the auras if you must."

With that, Vee rose and placed himself between the spaced positions of Williams and Grady. He called to both: "Quickly, you need to handle her before she loses it completely!" He signaled to them both to hold on to their vials, giving note that he would have his own vials in hand for the necessary steps at hand: to prevent everyone on this ship from becoming a part of a distant falling meteor to some unknowing villager on the ground.