- Doc, we've got another one! - yelled Berkan Vaas-Foxtrik, entering the ICU right behind the levibed navigated by his two underlings, upon which, tied like smoked meat, was their third teammate. Only, not much team spirit seemed to emanate from him, as he twitched and tried to do his utmost to lunge from his means of transportation, or WITH it if need be. Esper Aspirant Berkan, young Void-Touched officer on his way to the role of Commander, wasn't shouting because of anger, merely trying to talk over the horizontal fellow, whom Medical Aspirant Tolana Menuet recognized as a member of Navtec crew. And someone much more civil.
- Sulan here, pardon his language ma'am, was tinkering with those dented Smugglers one second, and jumping on chief Berkan the next. Going for a bite as well! - introduced the situation one of the Initiates, aptly avoiding his colleague's teeth himself.
- I can think of a number of reasons someone would jump on Aspirant Berkan Vaas, Initiate - said Tolana with a fleeting grin that added several layers to that statement - going for a bite included. I understand you overstayed your welcome on the desert by what? Two hours?
- One and a half, but Sulan has been doing the same assignment yesterday - answered Berkan, seemingly unresponsive to her taunts. Like clockwork, Sulan reacted to his superior's statement with more strings of insults. The Void-Touched closed his eyes and muttered wearily - He tried to bite me.
- Yes, I know, you mentioned.
- I was inside my Welder, Tolana. This planet frays the mind.
- Not yours, it doesn't - sighed doctor Menuet a little too sulkily and with not nearly enough encouragement to convince even herself.
- Not mine - simply agreed Berkan.

