Kana's mouth quirked into an amused smile as the young woman in front of her latched against the wall, looking for all the world like a bug clinging on to the side of a tree.

"[color=7ea7d8]Kana. Likewise. So it looks like I'm not the only Adept on the boat. Comforting for our chances to retake it, if nothing else.[/color]"

Then, a beat later: "[color=7ea7d8]oh dear, they're still conscious. Gimme a sec, 'kay?[/color]"

A few liberally applied fists-to-the-temples later, the two invaders pinned to the door were out cold. Kana leaned against the far wall from them, frowning as she thought. "[color=7ea7d8]Anyway, now that we don't need to worry about them listening in, we gotta think of a plan. I could probably go at it and deal with them, but I'd [i]really[/i] rather not hurt anyone permanently, and my guards aren't meant for violent motion. Don't want to break those.[/color]"

She rolled her shoulders, limbering up for intense physical activity. "[color=7ea7d8]Well, first thing's first. Let me get suited up, alright?[/color]" Returning to her cabin, she made sure that nobody was creeping up on her, and the two goons from before were still well and truly unconscious before she slipped out of her casual clothing. She smiled to herself: [i][color=7ea7d8]don't get caught with your pants down![/color][/i] Out of her bag, she pulled the closest thing she had to her work clothing: a set of lightweight, flexible, durable armor. It was no replacement for her proper armor—she really, honestly hadn't thought she'd need it tonight—but it might turn a harpoon if it struck in the right spot, and it wasn't as baggy as her shorts. Anything that gave less leverage in a fight was good by her.

She left once more, locking the door from the outside with her keycard just to ensure no escape from the captives within and transferring her back over to Kira's. "[color=7ea7d8]Right. Plan. Any bright ideas?[/color]"