Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness

[Commissar]

Sarah felt suprisingly well. Minus the nasty headache and distinct impression that everything else was spinning. As well as the urge to be ill, as her stomach reminded her with another violent revolution. Her eyes immediately focused on Dangen, sillouhetted against the Greyhound's droll interior lighting, applying some variety of dressing to her head. Sarah frowned. The bandage tickled and her head itched. The girl waved his hand off and went to sit up. The lack of blood flow to her wounded head chose that moment to insist, rather forcefully, that she lie down again.

"What... what happened? Where's my gun gone?" Thinking was like trying to push a square through a triangular hole. "What happened to the Junkers?" Despite her best efforts, Sarah's words came out as little more then a weak whisper.

The Engineer brightened a little, hearing a familiar voice from the console. She closed her eyes and groped for the transmit button, finding that the darkness helped both her headache and the nausea. She found it and pushed.

"Aigis? Chris... Can you slow us down? Please."

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May you live in interesting times.
| Sarah McFarlen | Jane Hartman |

[jakub963]

[color=#993399][font=Garamond]Now, what is going on and why are you folowed? I... if you need a place to hide, i suggest to head to these coordinates...

It wont take much effort to send some coordinates to another ship but... Aigis didnt had to spent some affort at all. Afterall, this was -her- ship.

[color=#993399][font=Garamond]A-are you okay? Sarah..?

Aparently, the coordinates are pointing at location right at the edge of "The Barrier"...

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[Commissar]

"I'm... I'm okay. I think."

The girl kept her eyes closed, certain the former Order agent was somewhere nearby.

"There was a fight... I think we won. I need to get to er... Freeport 4. I think I had a meeting..."

There was a groan from below the Harmless' flight deck. It seemed like their captive had woken.

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May you live in interesting times.
| Sarah McFarlen | Jane Hartman |

[Commissar]

The story continues here.

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May you live in interesting times.
| Sarah McFarlen | Jane Hartman |

[Daerune]

The man had paid little heed but did as she asked slowing the ship down. "Well Sarah, your still alive so you can't complain much.... and the Junkers were... they were to slow." He then remembered seeing the one junker that hadn't been fast enough to react and felt nothing for it.

With the groan from the Junker below a small and a grimace expression. "Should have hit him harder." He got up for the seat clenching and un-clenching his fist rapidly thinking on how to handle the situation. I move beside the seat looking at Sarah thinking of what might be necessary to get what information was possible out of him.

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