There was a long pause from Fox as no orders were forthcoming from [i]The Mercurial Witch[/i], nor did he bother verbally responding to the arrival of the Gjallarhorn Major, instead merely adjusting the orientation of his Hugo so that Schwalbe was between him and the newcomer. It was only when the Hugo's alert system sounded from [i]The Mercurial Witch's[/i] incoming fire that the quiet young man took action. With a slight grunt over the open pirate comms, Fox opened the the throttle on the Hugo's thrusters, launching both him and his hostage towards the safety of the ruined ship even as Holly gave her orders.

	Thanks to the ungainly added mass of Schwalbe Graze and Fox's haste, the young man did not make the smoothest of entries. Clipping the Hugo's shoulder on the edge of hole in the ship, the two mobile suits spun, slamming hard into an empty section of ruined hanger. The two interlocked mobile suits drifted slightly from the impact. Several agonizingly long seconds past before the Hugo briefly fired it's thrusters again, minimalizing their movement.

	Groaning as he shook his head to clear the stars from his vision, Fox took in the series of blinking orange and red lights from the Hugo's display. Actuators wrenched, Auxiliary powerlines and control circuits damaged, a severed fuel line, the list went on. Fox understood maybe a third of it, but thanks to the Alaya Vijnana System, he could "feel" all of it. And the young man knew his machine well enough to know that it wouldn't be able to pull any of his usual stunts without proper repairs. It was only then that he looked up to see the row of powerful looking mobile suits lining the interior of the dilapidated hanger.

[center]The choice was obvious and the decision easy.[/center]