Retribution: The Captain was informed they were ore then two days out from Whitefall, even with the hard burn. There was nothing that could be done about that. The ship was being pushed as hard as it could at this point and anything beyond that could put the crew in serious jeopardy of being left dead in the black. Harper and Moreau were able to get the dead doctors remains cleaned up without issue and an engineer was able to fix the toilet. So things went well there. Over the next days Jahosafat kept working on running through the blood samples he had taken from the crew, mapping out the DNA, and studying the similarities and differences he was comparing to blood he had taken from his "samples" still locked in the crates. Carla and Foy were called on from time to time to stand guard as the mad doctor would need them to keep watch while he opened a crate or two to draw more samples and to ensure that their personal Reavers did not wake from their sleep. The Med Bay would stay locked down when Jahosafat was sleeping and no one was allowed to enter because of security reasons. (Usually with at least one guard posted at the door.)
During down time Jahosafat could be found prodding the Captain from time to time about Camilla and updating him on his work (which hadn't shown much at this point but that was good news in his book. It showed thus far that all members of the crew were without the little genetic trait that would have them turn into Reavers. SO death by being eaten was probably not such a bad thing.) When not bugging the Captain or working or sleeping - Jahosafat was easily found in the company of Foy. Trading tales of adventures they had had since they last saw each other or reminiscing about things they had done together. Of course there was much laughing, drinking, and many wrapped candies.
"Lt. Harper, Whitefall is within visual sight now," rang out over the coms.
Vengeance: Things over on the Vengeance have been anything but easy or calm. The sisters were able to drop off the kid that is for sure but they came under fire. It was a hell of a fire fight to get out of there alive and three more of Patience's people went down. Daphne took a bullet graze to her temple and Dorothy had to extract a bullet from her own calf in the end but the girls made it back alive. Repairs with Gideon being the only true person on the ship with the right knowledge have been going slower than wanted but he has been able to train Lionel, Gene, and Atticus on some basic repairs; enough that the three have been able to get the hull of the ship ready for the Black while Gideon sticks to working on the engine. Daphne has been ordered to keep all communications cut off from Camilla at this point unless she is present, and has locks Camilla in her bunk for the duration. Not only because she isn't sure if she can trust the woman but also to make sure that Jackson doesn't snap on her. Camilla's skills might come in handy and the woman needs her shoulder healed as much as possible before the next gun fight.
Anisa has barely slept over these last days. Taking it on herself to go to town with Jackson again to acquire more of what Gideon needs to fix her ship and coming back after yet another firefight with Patience. This one the two came back without any injuries but Patience was not so lucky. Anisa finally snapping and cutting the woman's ear right off before tossing it to the pigs and telling the woman if any other harm came to her crew she would cut out her heart next time they met. It has been quiet since then but it is obvious that Anisa is tiring even if she keeps up a strong presence in front of the crew.
In the Bridge, Daphne will hear a beep on the monitors, when she looks to it she will see an incoming ship out in the black. It's an Alliance Patrol Boat coming in from the Black at full burn.
Anisa Crowe
Location: Her Room (1)
Anisa rubbed her eyes, her back curled over slightly as she examined the files that were in the container that the crew had found in the mines. She still couldn't believe what she was reading even though she had read over it a hundred times in the past two days. Tests on people, purposefully trying to create Reavers during the war, trying to control them, attempting to turn them into soldiers... Other tests on how to wipe out entire planets that had pockets of the Resistance. It all seemed to far fetched, to cruel, to unhuman. How could anyone have approved this?
Looking up from her spot as Gideon knocked on the ladder leading down to her room she straightened herself up and slipped the files back into the box before turning and forcing the appearance of a Captain back on her features but the dark circles under her eyes couldn't be hidden.
"Come on down," she said as she stood up and straightened out her vest. Gideon slid down the ladder quickly, his hands and clothing covered in grease.
"Report." "She's coming along Cap, I got most things repaired but she still don't want to fire up. Don't worry, I'll get her in the air, it will just probably be another day," he said before Anisa grumbled.
"Get it done. Now!" she snapped and Gideon sighed, just nodding before heading back up the ladder and rushing back to the engine room. Normally he would have pushed her buttons but even his light hearted spirit could tell that the Captain was running on empty, he wasn't going t push her right then. He didn't want to be at the end of trigger finger right then.
Shaking her head Anisa went over to the ladder and climbed up. She was moving a bit better today than the day before, her thigh healing up but it would have been better if she actually would stop moving and get some sleep yet she kept telling herself she would take some rest and put Jackson in charge to take over for her one they were in the black. Until then rest could wait.
"I need to be okay," she whispered to herself quietly as she headed over towards the locked door of Camilla's room.
Camilla Powell
Location: Her Room (5)
Camilla wasn't too happy being confined to her quarters but in the end she wasn't going to complain. Sitting on her bunk, her knees drawn up to her chest she rested her arms over them and stared blankly towards the wall across from her. In her hands was a small felt box that had been turned over time and time again, worn from being rubbed too many times. Would they manage to get off the planet before Quinn showed up? Part of her hoped to whatever god Atticus prayed to let them be far away from his planet before he arrived and yet somewhere in the deep recesses of her mind she wanted to be there when he arrived, if only left behind by Crowe. She saw something in his eyes for a split moment, a second of the man she once knew. Was he still in there? Could he still be saved after so long? Could the monster be vanquished so she could see Gregory once again in the light she fell in love with him in?
Sighing she turned her head as she heard the lock for her door undo and the door slip open. Quickly putting the box down under her pillow as she saw Anisa's boots on the stairs, coming down into her private quarters. Was it already time for another interrogation? Probably, it was hard to tell how much time had passed when once was lost in thought and without contact with the rest of the crew. Anisa's feet hit the ground and she stepped out from around the ladder, looking at Camilla stoically. Her jawline was tight as she stared down at Camilla, looking as cold as ever but she could tell that Anisa was running on empty.
"Pick a side," Anisa said quickly in a cold tone as she stood there. Camilla closed her eyes for a moment before she let her feet drop to the floor and stand herself. Turning to face the Captain she took a deep breath, knowing exactly what Anisa was asking, no demanding from her.
"I did, a long time ago." "And if it comes down to him and this crew?" Camilla knew it was coming, a defining moment of choice. Did she follow her heart and protect the man from her past or did she pick her present and stand by the crew and her captain?
"I'll pull the trigger and end this. I'll make it right," she said without a single moment passing. She had made her choice and she knew what she would have to do in the end. She had had plenty of time to think about it over the years and even more over the last couple of days. Anisa nodded as she reached over and picked up one of Camilla's hand guns. Turning it over in her hand before holding it out to Camilla. The Merc took it, chambering a round a nodding to her Captain before stepping around her and making her way out of her quarters for the first time in days.
Atticus Pearson
Location: Dining Room
The last couple of days had been a whirlwind of activity for the Preacher. Between learning how and repairing the ship, burying the dead and giving them last rights he had little time to himself. He kept up his usual ways, preaching between blasphemy. The Captain had allowed him down into Camilla's bunk a handful of times to talk to her but the woman never said anything, just sitting there looking as if she had come to a very difficult decision. What her choice was he had yet to determine but as he heard steps coming up from the hallway and seeing Camilla finally emerge from her bunk, followed by Anisa he began to understand just what her choice had been. She was dressed, she was armed, and she looked as if she was about to embark on the most difficult mission of her life.
Spooning another mouthful of horse stew into his mouth he chewed and swallowed hard. The first day the horse hadn't been bad, the second, still okay. Now it was pressing on the maybe it would be better not to eat anymore than to stomach it. Funny how things changed yet he still did eat, giving thanks for the meal as he always did and dealing with it. Though, it did help that he had his flask of liquor to help wash it down. Camilla looked over to him and forced a bit of a smile as Anisa pushed passed the merc to get something for herself to eat. Atticus smiled back and wiped his mouth before putting his spoon down.
"Well bless the lord above, it is good to see you today Camilla. Care for some food?" he asked. Before Camilla could answer the beep that had rung out in the Bridge, echoed through the short corridor connecting the bridge and the dining area. Camilla's head whipped around as Anisa stopped what she was doing and yelled out.
"Daphne, what in the tā mā dì dìyù was that?"
Jahosafat Moreau
Location: The Foy'er
Oh the world for Jahosafat was brimming with excitement. Every new experiment, ever vial of blood drawn, every restful moment that ticked by was truly a grand adventure for him and his high spirited nature never seemed to fade. Each day that rolled by he seemed like a child on Christmas morning, opening every gift in sight and proclaiming it was for him even if it wasn't. The man's smile never seemed to falter no matter what he was doing or who he was speaking with. His world was bright and dandy and he was a dandy in a bright world.
He kept tabs on how the ships speed was going and how close they were to getting to Whitefall. He wanted to be good and ready when they arrived. That "morning", he had showered and picked out his most dandy of attire. Dressing in all white, silver and gold this day. Looking as dapper as ever s he came in for his morning shave into the Foy'er. He had not touched a blade himself since he had boarded the Retribution. Foy was there and by the gods he was going to let the man work his magic. None could deliver a shave and a wrapped candy the way his old friend could, it was a luxury he had missed even when he was on the richest of core worlds. None had the flair of Fucking Foy. And none had wrapped candies.
"It will be an exciting day I tell you that my dear man. Today we will reach Whitefall and come the banners we will have the most brilliant of times I dare say. Make sure to put on your finest because I hope to introduce you to a stunning woman of breeding and refinement this day. I hope while she still draws breath but either way, it will be a rather exciting day. I hope to stretch my legs and my trigger finger today. Say, do pass me a wrapped candy, something with cinnamon. I need some heat today old chap!" - Yeah, Jahosafat was happy as a pig in shit right then...
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