Sasaki sat down and closed his eyes in the pilots cabin as he felt the familiar semi-weightlessness that characterized a Jump, the short moment that didn't even last long enough to lift you out of your seat but still made your stomach turn that was especially noticeable on smaller vessels. Normally jumps weren't made in quick succession for comforts sake, so passengers were allowed some time reorient and prepare for the next one. This, however, was an emergency and Sasaki had insisted on speed so it wasn't even a moment later that he felt the second one. He counted them in is head.

"Until we have established what sort of emergency we're facing," he said aloud as he felt jump four try its level best to turn his stomach, "or receive orders otherwise I'll defer to your judgement, Mami, in light of your seniority." Jump ten forced its way past them and elbowed him in the gut. "However, if we should come across a strong enemy I ask that you leave them to me." As jump sixteen blasted past he wondered if he would be able to weather them more stoically were he in top form. "And if you need some place held against attack, feel free to leave me behind and I swear that none will find their way past me." He felt a strange apprehension at that moment that had nothing to do with jump twenty-three, just the inkling of a feeling at the idea of defending an area for this witch, that he could not place. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity in a storming sea, he felt jump twenty-seven and climbed to his feet. A muffled gag from the pilot drew his attention out the cockpit window.

"How disgusting." He said, looking out across the darkness of space. One entire side of the station not only looked as though it were alive but suffering from some horrible pox. Large tendrils of putrid brown flesh burrowed their way into the side, throwing up metal and skin and what passed for blood in a debris cloud that was slowly forming in orbit around the station. Ships were departing from every available dock as people fled the station before the disease managed to choke all the life from it. Even from here, however, he could still feel the uncomfortable hum of the reality emitters pushing against him. "Whatever that is it's no magecraft." he said smugly. "That [i]thing[/i] is completely natural. Or at least, considered less an aberration than the two of us."

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