It didn't take long before Scotty had to lean against the wall for some air. He's not the running kind of guy, more like the sit-on-his-ass and work on the NX-01 kind. After a few deep breaths, the sound of tooting grew louder and louder. There's no mistaking it, as Seabourne raced around the corner and flew past Scotty. For an Orbital Captain, he's pretty fit to keep going after this distance.
"Wait for me, Seabourne!"
Wincing in pain, with now a newly formed stitch in his side, Scotty pushes through his exhaustion to try catch up to Seabourne. The scape pod was close by at this point, but even this short of distance was a long way for Scotty to run. Deck One was where the pods were at, and being on the deck below the goose at this point, all he had to do was go down the luxurious staircase once more and head down one of the corridors. Turning the corner, Scotty places himself on the wall again. This time, dragging himself across it as he sloppily walks towards the pod. With the exit and Seabourne in sight and in between long gasps of air, Scotty yells out,