“We can’t just fire on them!” The moogle shouted back.

Ninty tried her very best to glare even harder at the moogle, but it was easier said than done. She could feel the adrenaline slowly seeping out of her system and with it the blissful ignorance of just how many cuts and bruises she had sustained in the fight.

“Why not?” Ninty growled back, leaning heavily on her left leg. “We have the fire power to end this fight right now!”

“But we ri-”

Ninty missed the rest of the Moogles reply. A wave of nausea swept over her wrapping up the world into a dull, black expanse with only the sensation of falling left. But after a moment that too was taken.

The bright lights stung her eyes for a bit but soon enough Ninty blinked away the pain to find herself in the medical ward of the Gummi Ship. 
“Jupiter?” Ninty called softly to her in the neighbouring bunk.
She didn’t reply.

Ninty then scowled at the ceiling. She was worried about Jupiter but there wasn’t really anything Ninty could do and besides rest was probably the best thing for her. With an annoyed huff Ninty also supposed that rest was best for her too considering, much to her frustration, she had collapsed mid shouting match.

“Out shouted by a moogle.” Ninty chuckled. “The guys ain’t ever going to let me live this down.”

And like a punch in the gut Ninty felt her mood drop even further. There wasn’t really any point in getting up, Ninty doubted she’d even be able to stay upright for long anyway if she did. Besides she presumed that some of the others would be joining her soon.