Release of Jacy

Release of Jacy

Location: Log_Location::Persephone-Private Apartment	IC Date: Log_IC_Date::2536/02/17	OOC Date: Log_OOC_Date::2015/01/09
Characters: Has Characters in Scene::Jacob Storn, Has Characters in Scene::Jacy, Has Characters in Scene::Chloe, Has Characters in Scene::Helena, Has Characters in Scene::Rolend, Has Characters in Scene::Conoger, Has Characters in Scene::Sinklar Fist
Summary: [[Log_Short_Summary::Conoger and Jacy stuck in a room. Conoger sends a wave for help. Helena and Chloe show up to help him and Jacy. Eventually Storn and Rolend show up a bit after, through all this Conoger insists on talking to Jacy before what is done for her is decided.]]

Log_Characters::Jacob Storn, Jacy, Chloe, Helena, Rolend, Conoger, Sinklar Fist

This is a couple of days after the battle in Persephone and Conoger is holed up in a very private apartment. The windows have been closed tight and pieces of the cupboards have been used to reinforce them. All the locks put on the door and a chair or two against the door to keep it closed. The couch used as a barricade as a first line of defence and then the table as a second line of defence, just before the bedroom, where Jacy is laying in the bed. Conoger has tried his best to keep her alive, helped cover and mend some of the bullet wounds but others he can't help but slow the flow and keep it covered as best he can. His own state is no better, shot three times, twice on the side and another on the leg, he is hurting but by sure will alone he is staying awake, up and ready to defend himself and Jacy.

Helena looks over to Conoger, glancing briefly to Chloe then back to him. "Yes. They have to believe she was taken by force or else she will return to worse." She comments to her own understanding of things before a faint smile touches her lips, "And it might be the only way to get her to rest for more than 1 minute at a time. You should abduct her more often." Trying to be light in the face of everything. She hands over one of the sandwiches to Conoger, "Speaking of...you should sit and eat. She may have patched you up, but you still need to let your body recover."

Conoger nods and then feels relieved that Helena understands fully what he is trying to do. Keep a doctor around to keep Jacy healed and safe, plus this way he knows Chloe will not run, she is stubborn that way. At the mention of he needing to sit down, he looks at the door, looks at the windows and then back to her, nodding now and then taking a seat on the floor, still facing the door, gun pointing in that direction. He eats the sandwich given and then sighs, ever so slowly and eats slowly, savouring the taste, since it may be the last he eat in a bit. "I have a kid out there, been a look out fer me. Any suspicious individuals, be it alliance or men looking or asking about a Viking. He will knock three times at the window and loudly so we can hear." then he looks at her and smiles. " I want ya to escape through the window then, most likely enough time for you to escape. If anyone is going to be taken, it be me, no one else. I can easily talk my way out of certain things." he sounds half asleep, ready to fall, he does not remember the last time he had any real sleep.

Helena settles on the floor next to him with her own sandwich. She rests her back against the kitchen cabinet as she watches Conoger. There is a nod to the first words and glances to the window in question, taking a long slow breath. She is committed to the task, but well this has been a lot for her to take in. "Or we both do and leave them to be found?" She suggests finally and rests her hand upon his arm. "You don't have to go down, guns blazing. There are other options here." She says softly as her fingers squeeze on his arm before shifting beside him and motioning for him to lean against her, "Hand me the gun and you rest for a bit. You can't fight like you are now."

Conoger looks at her and then looks at the window and then himself. He eats a bit and then shakes his head. " My dear Helena, I do so love you but I can't have you involved any further than you are right now. If we both run right now, we will be hunted by both sides or in case of the commonwealth all three sides." he sighs and looks at the window. " You are small enough to escape through there, I am also injured and can't run. So running for me is no option at this time. " then he does lean and just closes his eyes for a moment. He does hand her the Zeus, a nice very sturdy rifle and shotgun put together if need be. He still ahs a gun, he still has his axe, he isn't defenceless. " I will just lean and rest a bit. Though sleeping is no option at the moment. Now, think of our kids Helena, a mother must be present, you are that mother. Chloe is so involved in this war, that most likely she will not ever be around and if she is, it be barely, it will have to be you. They can't know she is helping us, if they do, they will seek her family out, kill them off. Most likely go after mine but since they are not within the core worlds, they may not."

"My dear Connie, I was involved the moment I saw you on that street Corner. It seems a lifetime ago." She says softly and reaches a hand to his cheek before kissing him briefly. The weapons are taken and she checks the rounds before resting the rifle at her side within easy reach. She slips an arm around him and rests her head on his shoulder as he leans into her. His further argument has her looking down at the floor. "They are safe. No matter what happens to us they will be loved. I can't sit back and just wait to hear if you have been captured or killed. Two guns are better than one." She says and takes a slow deep breath, "You did not get me into anything. I choose you, I choose this."

There is a chuckle from Conoger as he remembers back then. He did not look as now, but like a bum that never cleaned himself or at least shaved and wore cleaner clothes. "Yes, I remember that time, I thought in my mind I was below you. I mean a companion and her bodyguard, looking like they were lost." he chuckles then again. " I am glad we met Helena, you have brought me great joy and comfort." then he kisses her forehead lightly with his lips. At her other words he nods, he understands. " Alright then but only if I start to shoot. I will speak to them, who ever it may be, you will act as a victim please, one pressured into helping me, will that be alright with you?" any way to get her at least out of harms way.

"A woman lost and you helped her find what she was looking for." Helena says softly as she lifts her head to look at his face. "I have no regrets Connie. Even in the chaos that surrounds you I feel safest at your side." She smiles as his lips touch her forehead and takes another steadying breath. Her fingers find his and she grips his off hand for a moment. Thinking over his words, "Alright." She says and looks around. "My apartment and you busted in? If alliance takes me it probably won't take long to figure out who I am and this apartment is registered in my name." Get the stories straight now. Well a companion is no doubt good at telling stories, making every client believe they are the one and only.

Her answer and Conoger smiles, nodding to her story about been found and nodding to her words about the plan. " Good, now that we know you also have been taken hostage, we can think on what if we have to get going, where are we to go. If we can at least make it out of the city, I am sure we can find a place to hide and honker down." then he looks to Jacy and Chloe, he frowns and shakes his head. " I may have to drop them off at the Steel Dragon shipyard, they have set up a medical station there. Then I can disappear for a bit, you will have to go back to the Aces. Tell them I am safe and that I will find a way back home." though thinking on it. " You have any suggestions?"

Helena listens to the words and looks thoughtful, "Doesn't one of the crew have a property on Persephone? Storn? We blend in with the people leaving the city and make our way there?" She says thoughtfully and looks over Conoger's face, "Remove the beard and none would recognize you." She continues as she strokes the beard and looks over his face. "That or call in a tip that they are here. Is the officer well enough to be moved?" She asks with a glance towards the bedroom.

Conoger hmms at Helena's words about a crew member having property. " Oh yeah, he does have a place out of the city." now he nods, seems that is a good place as any. " Remove the beard ya say, you know how long it took me to grow it back." he grumbles but it is logical in a way, going in disguise and getting the hell out of this city. Then the mention of tip and moving he looks back to Jacy and shakes his head. " I don't know. Chloe did a good job on her, patched her up pretty good but I am not to sure." once again he looks to Chloe and then back to Jacy. " I am not sure what will be. I just hope Jacy realizes I did what I did to save her arse. Rodney wanted her head and I saved it, though getting shot and hurting her was not part of the plan." He strokes his beard with his hand and leans back a bit, eyes back on the door. " Anyways, we can't go anywhere till dark, day light is to risky but if I can move Jacy without killing her, I will, I need to talk to her."

Helena smiles at his reluctance to remove the beard and leans forward to kiss his nose, "It will grow back, your head will not if it gets shot off." Logical lass is logical. She follows his gaze to Jacy then looks to Chloe, "Well she is the doc, when she wakes up we can ask her opinion, alright?" She looks back to Conoger and nods, "Convince Chloe and she will convince others. Give her a story that is something she can say truthfully. She got a distress call and was taken here against her will and made to treat someone and taken hostage. All of this is true even if her life was never at threat. She sucks at lying, so we need to give her a truth to tell...though I would as soon take her with us. I worry with her being there...and she looks worn to a thread." She says softly as she looks over to the sleeping Chloe.

Conoger looks at Chloe and then to Helena and finally to Jacy. " Chloe tries to help as many as possible, she is going to kill herself if she keeps at it. We could just let someone know that Jacy is here and just take Chloe with us, kidnap her and not let her go. So if she ever happens to be caught, she can say she was taken and not released." yes, it is obvious he is concerned for her, a lot. " Though that means we three be hiding from everyone. I am sure Rodney be seeking my head from now on, since I did not bring Jacy to him. The Alliance is seeking my head as well for taking Jacy, though they do not know the whole story and possibly never will." he thinks a bit more and smiles. " I will become that villain that all hate then, perhaps in a way it is meant to be this way." then he thinks a bit, looking around. " I will need a ship though."

"Well we need to talk to her about it Connie. She is perhaps more stubborn than even you and dealing with her if she doesn't want to be a part of this plan will be harder than kidnapping her." Helena responds as she looks over to Chloe. The pair are sitting on the kitchen floor eating sandwiches. "We need to convince them that you were trying to save Jacy...then at least one set of people may be off your back..." Ironically the alliance. "Though hopefully they will all be too busy with one another to deal with us."

Conoger finishes his sandwich and looks to the door. "Yes, she is a stubborn woman and have dealt with her in so many occasions and for a very long time now." he sighs and looks at his leg and he knows that she has done well to take care of him, he will walk again and even run after a week or so, maybe a little longer. He sighs and looks to Jacy. "I am looking to that woman and wonder what she really thinks on things. I wish to speak to her and find out but over all, I am not going to let it go Helena. Before this night is over, I will speak to Jacy. Once I am satisfied, I will release her but Chloe is coming with us." stubborn he is and he has changed his mind but over all he cares to much to let her go back to this war. " I still need a ship."

Chloe stirs, hours after she collapsed from exhaustion. No doubt with the nervous breakdown earlier before Chloe arrived Helena knew this was around the bend. NOT paranoid, she stirs, puzzled by the unfamiliar sensation but familiar voices.

Helena smiles at the comment about Chloe's stubbornness. It is one of the qualities she does respect in the woman at least. "She could probably use a good kidnapping, give her time to rest." She says in agreement and glances over to Chloe with a worried look upon her face, "She can't keep going like she is." She ponders the other problem at hand. "First problem first...we get to the ranch then deal with the next problem?" She quiets as she notices Chloe stirring.

Conoger looks at Helena and sighs slightly and looks to his axe. " I will protect her with my life, using this axe, same as you Helena. Jacy is a mean to a end, what end....I am not sure but I know I am not giving her over to Rodney. I do not trust that man and the ones he leads. Though at the battle, they covered my retreat, as the Alliance snipers were shooting at me." Finally he looks at Jacy. " I will tell you this, I will not give her up until I have spoken to her Helena." then as he closes his eyes a moment, he still looks real tired, sleeping for him as far between, more like quick little naps.

Chloe stirs and mumbles, "The baby's crying." She struggles to wake up, "M'sorry. Mother's coming...just.." she issues a soft sound of exhaustion, "Mm...yes, on my...way.." she struggles towards consciousness, apparently her subconscious trying to alert her to her predicament by giving her a dream that'd prompt her to wake-a dream that she hears michael and indeed it seems to be working as she claws through her exhaustion towards consciousness.

Helena nods to Conoger's words and leans forward to kiss him. "I know..." She says softly and strokes his beard. "This comes off after we release Jacy." She says and kisses him again, but anything further is distracted as Chloe starts to wake up. Helena quickly moves over to the bound woman and places a hand upon her cheek, "Its alright, he's safe. You are safe..." She murmurs softly to the woman, not wishing to jar her into wakefulness.

Conoger kisses Helena back and then looks towards Chloe. " She will wake soon enough, she'll not like that she is tied up hand and feet but , she may hate me later, this is for her own good." Though the beard comment makes him frown a bit. " Well, we shall see, this is hard enough to get it through my head that we decided to release her, though I have yet to say when." then he hears the knock at the door and Conoger picks up the Zeus and points it at the door. "Helena, open the door and get out of the way after." Sure enough she nods and does as told, she opens the door.....

Chloe tries to move, her brows knit and she jerks, looking around in panic, "Why am I restrained?" she begins to struggle, "Where is The commander?!" she's resisting the urge to struggle but she is unhappy. She looks to Conoger, "Do you recall NONE of the promises you've made me?" She looks to Helena, "Has partnership no meaning it ANYONE in this room?" She adds aridly to Helena, "Accomplice is not the same as a partner."

Storn walks into the room leaning on his cane, wearing a non-descript jumpsuit an looking around arching his brow when he sees Chloe and Helena here in the apartment with Conoger. His blue eyes turn back to the Viking, "Unless you wanna explain to Miku how I got shot, let's just put the weapon down." He tilts his head taking in the fact Chloe is restrained as well.

Conoger does not look to Chloe, he already knew she was going to get upset with him. " This is for your own good." there is a edge of strength to his words, even though he looks like he is shot and tired as hell, he looks like a man that will be falling down from sure exhaustion soon enough.

As Helena moves and lets who ever through the door, Conoger catches the old man Storn and does not pull the trigger. " I am not going ta shoot ya, just bloody close the door will ya, your letting a draft in." Then Helena comes in behind Storn and closes the door, pad locks and all. Then she steps back and goes to sit by Chloe for now. " So, what gave my location away Storn?"

Chloe looks up and bares his teeth, "I am not a child, you do not get to decide what is good for me." she rolls her eyes and cries out, "You are in an apartment which presumably you've had for some time from the looks of it! How can someone SO FOOLISH be SO ARROGANT?!" she lays back and looks at the ceiling in a state of shock, "I had a /child/ with this man.." she looks to Conoger, "It's as if you simply decided you had errored so you would simply keep making errors! It's as if one digs a well in the wrong place and simply decides burrowing to the opposite side of a planet is the wisest recourse! I need my hands to tend to the patient who STILL requires MEDICAL attention." and then she gets quite. That's probably the scariest of all, is that she meets Conoger's gaze and states very softly, "So help me, Mr. Jacobs, you had better untie me *this* *instant*."

Storn keeps his right hand around his waist until Conoger lowers his weapon. "Cameras on the shipyard caught you slipping off, and cameras on Sink's warehouse saw ya coming this way. You are lucky they aren't part of the public grid." He reaches up an pushes his glasses farther up his nose. "Lucky for you I also was able to follow you through the cities camera systems until you got to the docks. Then I've heard some shit that I was hoping wasn't true." He frowns a little when he sees Jacy, "Though I suppose that was too good to be true." He smiles, "Lucky for you, I.. have a plan to save your ass."

Conoger looks towards Storn and then nods slowly. " It's the helm, always stands out. Which means it is time to get going right?" then he stands up and looks to Chloe. " You have one moment Chloe, for once just bloody keep quiet and be a bloody hostage without complaining or so help me, I will gag you. If you want to look after Jacy, then do it quietly and don't do something stupid."

Then he looks to Chloe and then to Helena. Helena starts to untie Chloe so she can look after Jacy , do what doctors do for now. Conoger is hoping a bit and then looks to Storn. " My patience is thin, what is your plan Storn, I am almost out and possibly the most wanted man of both sides of this war now."

Chloe's hackles smooth a bit as Helena unties her and kisses Helena's cheek, "I do not blame you." She rubs her wrists and grimaces as she rolls her shoulder which pops and prompts a pained gasp. She moves to tend to Jacy and frowns, "Her chest sounds are uneven." she checks, "Her blood pressures dropped." she digs in her doctor's back, "You might as well save your breath, Mr. Storn. Mr. Jacobs is beyond all sense or reason."

In the small space between words, the sound of tapping on the door can be picked out. It sounds as if someone wants to knock, but is trying to keep it really quiet.

Storn moves over and casually leans against the wall. He watches Helena free Chloe and her go over to Jacy. "I've currently got the surrounding power grid ready to light up like new years and give us darkness and time to get everyone across the street to Sink's warehouse and through one of our tunnels to the Shipyard where the Passage and doctors are waiting to help everyone. The Passage is a noble's ship and full of medical equipment. She won't be questioned."

Helena looks over to Storn, "I told you to leave off. You don't need to be a part of this." She says as she kneels next to Chloe and helps rub at her wrists and looks down at the markings there then up at Chloe, "In case you were caught my dear...the marks.. well they will validate your story of being taken." She moves with her to help Chloe with Jacy and glances over towards the men. Her movements pause though as she hears the knock and looks over to Storn, "Did you watch check for followers?"

Chloe exhales, "I am capable of making my own provisions!" Her tone exasperated, "this was unnecessary. I am fairly certain I know a fair whit better what would or wouldn't cast suspicion upon me than either of you." She lifts a finger to Helena, "That you are listening to his nonsense greatly concerns me." she frowns gently and mutters, "It...might be someone from the Jia."

Conoger looks to Chloe as she starts to say words again, he almost gagged her then but decides to just let it slide this time, she is right, he is beyond reason, at least he still thinks he is in charge, he does have two hostages, well more like three. "I see, so you planning to some how we take Jacy as well right, I mean I am not sure..." then he hears the knock and he frowns. He hears Chloe and looks at her. " Not one more word or I will gag ya and you will go back to been tide."

It is here that he looks to Storn, motions for him to get to the one side of the door. It is here that Conoger moves to the door, axe in hand, hoping and he leans against the door and speaks through it. " Who goes there, speak now or death be upon you." he states boldly.

Storn draws the sword from his cane and nods to Conoger an shakes his head to Helena at both her accusation and question. He sighs, "What the hell is he doing here?"

"Of course you do Chloe, but well we are doing our best. At least you got some sleep..." She offers ever so helpfully and looks back towards the door, hand going to her nearby rifle. "War is nonsense no mater who is spouting it. I might as well stick to the one who makes the most sense to me." She whispers to Chloe and raises a curious brow to Conoger as she hears the words through the door.

Chloe blinks and looks up in alarm, "Noon!" She looks to Conoger worriedly, "Send him away. He cannot be a part of this." She looks to Storn, "Send him away!" she flushes, "I hit the Jia panic button before I lost consciousness." She looks dismayed, "Oh dear, I have damned him..." Her eyes begin to well with alarmed tears, "I had hoped it would be Danee or Mr. Mibu..."She looks to Storn, "Please put that away, are running low on supplies." She looks at the door trying to keep her composure but increasingly upset.

Conoger opens the door and with a grip of a bear, grabs Rolend by the scruff of the shirt and drags him inside. Then closes the door before anything else can happen. " Ro, dam nit man. Seems I got myself another hostage." he is getting frustrated, way to many people, way to many friends involved now. He looks to Chloe then. " Can Jacy be ready to travel, if not we leave her behind and call in a tip. Though now, no more surprises, we make a plan, just encase and see if there is a possibility that we all get out of here alive. So Ro is involved, too late to send him away, I may mark you Ro, just for your safety." still he just hops to the couch and groans in pain, meds not working as well.

Rolend opens his mouth to speak as the door opens, "It's about gor.....urkkkk." He blinks in surprise as he's pulling inside. He slaps at Con's hand on his collar, "I walked here didn't I?" At the mention of marking he holds up both his hands, "Whoa whoa now... I don't want anything that permanent here. I mean.. You mark your own territory.." He looks past them all and over to Chloe, "Doc?"

Helena puts the gun down as it turns out the next one is at least friendly. The names passing around at least clicking, "Joe?" She asks of the man then looks to Chloe, "Ah, Mr. Rolend? Of course he would answer..." She says with a half smile. How else do you deal with this. She shakes her head and looks over to Conoger as she notices him failing and makes her way over to him. "Chloe is not hurt, I brought her here to take care of Jacy and Connie. we are just trying to come up with a plan that leaves the least amount of friendlies in the wind."

Chloe murmurs, "I will be staying with her. Leave us both. I will see about her short term memory, and she and I will return to the destiny." She looks at Rolend, her wrists showing a ill bit of rope burn from her earlier struggles, "Mr. Rolend. I am so sorry." she doesn't cry but her eyes glisten with tears she stubbornly refuses to shed, "And do not argue you with, It is because you EVERYONE is here. This is all YOUR doing. the kidnapping Jacy-this was an act of heroism. The rest of it is foolishness. Because of your refusal to listen to anyone EVERYONE here is in danger. Are you SATISIFIED? Helena, myself, Storn? " She lifts her fingers and GLARES at Conoger, "Had you worked WITH me this would be OVER now. It is as if you *TRY* to be a bane to everyone who cares about you! How horrible would it have been to at least ENTERTAIN a partnership?!" She lifts her hands, "I can't even BEAR to see you." She looks at Joe and wilts, "Mr. Rolend. Please forgive me. I have brought you into this madness."

Con sits on the couch, looking towards Chloe, Rolend Storn and Helena. He is silent and then closes his eyes, his pistol point moving up and down on his lap, tapping more like it and then he takes in a deep breath. "This is what is going to happens and I will not take no for a answer, I will not have arguments and all of you will listen." he says this calmly. " First off, if we can, we will move her, if not , she is staying here, by herself. Chloe, I don't care who you are and how big your mouth is, you are coming if you like it or not. I will tie you up and gag you and I mean it. So stop arguing and this is how it will be. Rolend, you have one chance, leave now and don't look back, go back to the Jia and be safe. Where I am heading, it could be more trouble and dangerous or I may just go back home." then he looks to Helena. " Your choice." then he looks to Storn, he does not have to say anything to the man, seems he has it all planned out. Now he opens his eyes and he looks much more tired than before. " Don't think I will shoot you to save your lives, I will." he seems serious, if he did not look like he was about to pass out.

Rolend shrugs, and sits down on the couch next to Con, "Knock all that gao'se off. She's crew Brother. I couldn't leave without 'er any more than I could leave without you." He pauses to look at the big man, "Up to yer ears in it are ye?"

Helena sits on the arm of the couch next to Conoger, quiet as Chloe and him tirade at each other. Finally she looks back to Chloe, "Do you really want to go back to that ship? You have been run ragged and fearing death at their hands for months now. Every time you go to visit your babe, your friends, your family you put them at risk. We talked about this at the picnic...just picking up and running away from everything. Find our own version of safe...together." She says and places a hand on Conoger's arm gently and looks to Rolend. "Your other choice, to come with us. Talk Chloe into leaving the Alliance behind so she can live her life. They will find another doctor, we won't find another Chloe." Her voice is calm and she looks down to Conoger, "You know I already made my choice love."

Rolend nods and gestures to Helena, "See? I done told her that same thing more 'n a half dozen times."

Chloe murmurs, "I promised her I'd not leave her. I won't leave her. You wish to test it I will simply make certain we all get caught getting off the planet. I and Mr. Rolend will be excused, you will and Storn will be interrogated, and I will get my way. I promised * MY PATIENT* that I would stay by her side. You might as well slay me now- because it will bring you far less grief than if you force me to break my promise to my patient. I am not in DANGER you infuriating man! I am in NO DANGER!!! I AM AN ALLIANCE OFFICER!" she bares her teeth, "Shoot me, it'll make me feel less guilty when I have you institutionalized." She looks to Joe, "Don't waste your breath. Arguing with him is no different than arguing with a psychiatric ward." She snorts, "Which I suppose it is..." She exhales and looks guilty, "I'm verbally abusing an invalid." she looks to Helena, "I am an adult woman, an alliance, the choice is *MINE* to make, No one else will be making it. I am no one's property, or prisoner, or crew. I will make *MY OWN* decisions about my fate. This has never, and will NEVER CHANGE." She murmurs, "I am staying. And for those of you who find my presence in your life so important will rest assured that those who cannot grasp this simple tenant will not be invited to be a part of my life. I. Am. Staying." she looks to Conoger, "I...know...this woman." She stares at him, "You can't ask me to leave her."

Helena lowers her gaze at Chloe's words. They are logical. What are they doing? She takes a slow deep breath and looks down at Conoger, "She makes a point..." She murmurs and sooths a hand over Conoger's head before looking up to Chloe. "Please at least know where his plan is coming from. Where we are coming from. We love you Chloe and it has hurt to see you how you have been lately. We are offering you an escape hatch and I wish you would take it." She says softly before looking to Jacy, "But I understand commitments. There is clearly more there between you than just being allies. You care for her as well..." She starts and takes another slow breath, "Every plan we had is in consideration of that and making sure she gets medical care immediately after we leave."

Conoger looks at Rolend as he sits at the couch. " Alright, stick with that and you may tell others of this incident." he slowly stands up and looks at Chloe. " I've had enough, your words now are silent and I will not hear them. Now look over Jacy and make sure she is alright. You will be tide up and you will be gagged. I asked you before and now I have no choice, you will not stop." he is calm, his voice is not raised but it's obvious he will go with his words now. " Helena, thank you for the support." then looking to Rolend. " I will be the bad man if some people do not listen. I hope to get out of this alive, not in one piece but I plan to."

Rolend looks between the two of them, and up at Conoger. He stands up as well, "Easy now.. Lets think slow for a minute." He rubs his chin, and looks around. He glances at Chloe, for a long moment, before asking, "Doc... Forget about the rest of it for a minute, "Is the patient stable?"

Chloe mutters, "Oh, like you ever hear them? I don't think you've ever heard a word I've said from: let me fetch a condom until this travesty. Fear not, you will soon have AMPLE silence from me." She looks to Joe, "See? No concept. He has never been alliance officer but guidance, insight, Intel? The last things on his mind." She begins to cry inspite of herself. "I should not have hit the button, oh, Mr. Rolend...I am more regretful than you could ever know." she tries to collect herself but she looks to the prone position of Jacy to Joe and her bottom lip quiver, "Barely. She requires a transfusion and a proper medical bay. Her BP is weak and her pulse is weaker than I'd like." With the medical redirection she collects herself, "We need more blankets, if we do not get her proper medical attention soon she may go into shock. Did you bring your Medical bag with you?"

Helena looks as well to both Conoger and Chloe but at the mention of blankets she goes into the closet and fetches a few more spare ones that had been tucked away. She brings them to Chloe and helps her put the over Jacky's prone body if so required.

Conoger looks at Rolend. " I am done thinking, things are going to go as I say, nothing else, no other way." His voice firm and yeah, no changing his mind now. Though he knows he can't tie Chloe or gag her at the moment but by look alone he plans to later. "Make sure she is stable or at least try. If she can't be moved, she will stay behind and this location will be known to the Alliance and they will come."

Rolend nods once, and looks at Conoger, "You got it.. yer in charge...The whole verse had heard the story of how you snagged her. I reckon it will be legend by this time tomorrow. Lets try to keep 'er alive." He glances around, "Who's got Oh-positive? Anyone?" He nods over to Chloe, "I got some of it... I had to trade some of it to get on planet."

Chloe exhales and mutters, "Very well, Mr. Jacobs, We do not leave until she's stable. In her present condition she can crash in a span of a few minutes. Before help arrives. So we wait until she is stable and remains stable for a time, is this agreeable to you?" She looks to Rolend, "Anyone can donate but since I know I have all my vaccinations and am least likely to be an unwitting carrier of any infectious diseases, you will be transfusing from me. In the future, O positive can accept a transfusion from any blood type." she rolls up her sleeve, "You will want the second lowest gauge in your kit."

Rolend nods and brings what's left of his kit over to Chloe. He hands her the correct gauge, "What can we use to pump with Doc?" He pulls the IV lines from the kit, and after a moment remembers to pull on a pair of gloves. He pauses for a moment, and glances around, looking for anything of use. He lets out a long breath, "If we get her BP up... Will it be safe to leave her here with a medic?"

Chloe looks to Rolend and murmurs, "How is it you came?" She frowns gently, "Is the Jia in trouble or has everyone...scattered?" She exhales, "I suppose you are getting your way Mr. Rolend." She looks up and attempts a smile, "I will stay aboard the Jia with you..." She looks to Conoger, "Well. Once Mr. Jacobs says I may join you." a pause, "that is, if you will...ah...have me?" she flushes. She pauses and looks around, "my kit isn't equipped for this. Ahhh." She looks around, "Do you have a fish tank or air pump, Mr. Jacobs?" she frowns, "It depends, she's haemorrhaging internally. A transfusion may worsen her condition but if we do not she /definitely/ will go into shock."

Conoger finally just relaxes and watches, he se's she knows what she is doing, she is a doctor after all. Rolend helping as well as Helena, over all things are going smoother. " We shall see when that will happen and I do not have a fish tank, they would die, I barely keep myself fed." He puts a hand on his side and then hi leg, over all he am not bleeding out.

All this time and he has not heard anything on the cortex. " What ya mean all know Jacy is gone? Like they did not know already?"

Jacy stirs, her eyes flickering open to stare unseeingly for a moment at the ceiling. She says nothing, at first, turning her head to look around the room where she finds herself. Waking up naked in a strange room - well, the only thing she knows is that there wasn't drink involved on this occasion.

Rolend looks over to Conoger, "That's what I'm saying Boss. She dies, and you'll go from bad to worse. Let the Doc work.. She don't need to be trussed up." He looks back to Chloe, "I could rig a squeeze pump maybe... I've got IV ba...." He nods to Jacy as he hand Chloe's IV tubes, "She's coming around Doc."

Chloe :looks to Rolend briefly but doesn't say anything. She moves to offer Rolend one of Helena's ridiculous masks, "In case she wakes." she frowns, "Go ahead and run the catheter, my greater blood pressure should suffice for now." She then murmurs softly, "You are safe." she sounds exhausted, "I am tending to your wounds, you require a modest transfusion of blood. Will you permit me to do this?"

Conoger watches as they continue to help Jacy. As she stirs he keeps his weapon in hand, ready for anything. As Chloe starts to mention that she is asking to give her blood. " She is barely alive, I am sure she say...yeah ." he is with little words, he is tired and he take a seat on the couch for now.

"Doctor Jameson?" Jacy looks and sounds disorientated. She's searching out Chloe's voice, looking in that direction, barely seeing anyone else in the room. She tries to sit up, but the motion brings a spasm of pain to her eyes and she flops back, exhausted. "Where am I?"

Rolend shakes his head, "I can't see with that thing on." He readies the kit, and swabs Jacy's hand with the alcohol wipe. He pauses waiting for a moment as Chloe asks the question before trying to find a vein.

Chloe murmurs softly, "Someplace safe, you were injured in combat and a good Samaritan brought you here and called for help." She braces a hand on JAcy's shoulder, "Please lay still, I have tended to your wounds as best as can be had in circumstance. I will give you something for the discomfort after I see how your system tolerates the transfusion."

Well it seems that Jacy is coming too and recognizes voices, that is no good , at least in his mind. Now he takes in a deep breath and he says normally. " Can she be transported?" since he really has no idea on her condition.

Rolend carefully guides the catheter into Jacky's hand, just like he was taught. He smoothes a piece of tape over the spot, and nods once to Chloe, before lowering Jacy's hand to her side. He looks back to Conoger, "Easy Boss... To early to tell.. Let the Doc work. Think slow for a minute."

Heather Jacy tries to lie still. She's in the care of Chloe, that much is clear, even if she doesn't recognize the other voices. But she must know that something is wrong - she's not staring at the stark utilitarian metal bulkheads of the Destiny's med bay, and nor can she hear the clatter of wheels and beep of machines that go ping if she were in the Derrial Book Memorial hospital. She blinks, staring over at Chloe, and with her non-IV'd hand reaches for Chloe's hand on her shoulder. "Doc? Is everything shiny?" she mutters hoarsely.

Chloe smiles wryly, "Yes, yes, everything's fine, Commander. Your Samaritan was requires a word with you, he has concerns with being seen with a wounded Alliance Officer." She smiles wryly, "I did warn the dangerous of fear as a tactic for nullification?" she squeezes Jacy's shoulder, "Everything's well enough, you will be back where you belong soon enough. simply relax and let my student here run an IV." She watches Joe and nods approvingly, "Very good, thank you." she looks to Conoger, "No. She will need to remain here and a proper medevac to come for her." she smiles to Jacy reassuringly, "You are very fortunate someone thought to pull you to safety."

Rolend watches the transfusion as they speak. Falling silent, he starts to clean up the small amount of trash from the wrapped instruments.

"The battle..." Jacy swallows, razors in her throat, trying to moisten her lips and the dry inside of her mouth. "D-did we win? What hap...happened? Dinger Bell?" She's forcing the words out, stumbling over the syllables, and her fingers pluck weakly at Chloe's wrist. "What happened to you?"

Chloe smiles in chagrined, "A misunderstanding with a man who is VERY frightened of the Alliance but who, inspite being wounded himself, took great pains to see you safe and made stable until I could arrive. You understand I've had my hands full. Yes, I believe it was deemed an operational success and Mr. Bell lives. He will require a prosthetic but I see no reason he can't eventually return to duty." she smiles, "I'm very glad to see you."

Chloe looks over, "Would you get a glass of water and a straw for our Commander here?" She looks to Jacy, "The transfusion should help some with the thirst."

Conoger has been sitting all this time, watching as they take care of Jacy, he has done nothing but listen to their conversation as they seem to be conversing. After a bit of time he hears Chloe mention something about a confused man, who is scared of the Alliance and Conoger speaks then. " She has been procured to keep you alive Jacy. Seems she ahs done a good job and I am grateful you have lived, would have been a joy to others and a sadness to others." he stands up then. How he is doing it, been so tired and exhausted but he is doing it and he limps forwards to stand at the foot of the bed. " When you are well and maybe of better mind or at least condition to think and talk, we shall speak you and I." he says, not challenging but speaking like she really has no choice in this.

Rolend stills, and looks up at Conoger as he moves. He listens for a moment before glancing of to Chloe and Jacy keeping quiet for the moment.

"You're the viking," Jacy mutters thickly. Her attention slides from Chloe to Conoger. "What do you want to talk about?" she mumbles. "And where's my clothes?" Being naked under a sheet has its psychological disadvantages. She feels up around her neck, and her eyes widen in sudden panic. "My ring!"

Chloe exhales and looks to Jacy, "Do not even think you can argue. Wait until you are where you belong before you even dream of having a say." She murmurs softly, unhappily, "He is strange but he has gone through great pains and personal risk to see you properly tended. I was not procured, I came of my own free will. simply rest, I'll give you something for the pain. I know you are having difficulty breathing and I apologize-this should a bait in time." She rolls her eyes and pats, "Your personal effects will be returned. He stripped you to tend to your wounds, I've examined you thoroughly and you've my word nothing untoward has happened. I have been here with you and I will get you some clothes..." She looks up to Joe, "Would you take a peek in the closets, see if you can find some clothes that might fit her please?" she looks to Jacy, "No hospital gowns here and it is impossible to tend a clothed patient, forgive me."

Rolend nods once, and stands up moving past Conoger. He glances around, and heads for the nearest closet to see if there is anything useful in there.

Conoger look at Jacy for a long time, specially when she says 'Your the Viking'. He was about to say something and like always Chloe steps in and speaks, once again without asking, once again frustrating him. Though now he does not have the strength to argue with her but he does look at her. " You have no clue about her affects, you have no clue why she is naked to begin with." his will to maintain talking and not doing is very close. " Your affects were removed to make sure you had no tracer bugs on you, so you would not be tracked to this place. Second, I know where they are and can be easily attained, unless they have found it and are keeping it safe themselves. Though I did tend to your wounds as well." Now he takes in a deep breath. " Tell me exactly what you think of this war, what exactly you think of the Alliance and of the rebels. Have you seen the corruption in the system and ignored it or have you been planning to fix them?" then he looks to Chloe and frowns. " Do not say anything else and stay quiet while she speaks and do not go on about you do not have to answer this insane mans questions. This insane man saved your commander, she would have been killed."

A shadow drops behind Jacy's eyes at Conoger's words, and now she focuses on him. One hand is still in Rolend's care; the other has fingers wrapped weakly about Chloe's wrist, almost desperately trying to find the doctor's own fingers to interlace them. "Good samaritan?" Her mangled chest rises and falls raggedly, and she's fighting for breath. She rasps, "Everything I've done is for a better 'verse. I put my life and career on the line when the Reaverites rose up." She has to pause for breath. Then, "I've been trying to bring Legion to justice. And now good men and women are being killed and injured here on Persephone...assuming I'm still on Persephone...because of that lunatic Kilbride." She has to pause for a few more seconds after that marathon, her eyes etched with pain at the effort of talking. "Now find your comm unit, wave the local Alliance Federal station to come pick me up." Hey, anything's worth a shot, right?

Chloe looks to Conoger, "The ring is a gift from her wife. Post it to the Destiny care of Comm-.." She murmurs reasonably, "Remember to remain still." She lifts the transfusion rig. She laces her fingers with Jacy and smiles reassuringly. she looks like shit, and frustrated as hell but rather notably she does NOT look afraid. She looks at Conoger and STARES at him as Jacy struggles to breath. As Chloe has said-Jacy needs a proper medbay. For now she moves to put a nasal oxygen rid back on her, "I know it is a little uncomfortable but it will help."

Rolend pauses on his path back to the bed, with an arm load of mismatched clothing. His eyes widen a little stopped in his tracks, his eyes moving to each of them as they speak.

Conoger at the moment is listening to Jacy, obviously listening intently. " Rodney Killbride, I do not understand why so many follow a crazed loon like him. Sure the Alliance sucks the big one and sometimes I wonder myself about them but that does not make me want to go against them, hell no." there is anger there, more frustration than anything right now. " Both the Alliance and them rebels led men and women to their deaths in this battle. For what...to prove a point, to show who is right, it's disgusting. By all right I should have left you out there for Kilbride to take your head, that is what he wants, your head." he and getting more and more agitated and then licks his lips. " I gave you a choice out there and you refused. You had no clue you were already surrounded, they were going to take you and god knows what they would have done and eventually Rodney would have done what ever he wanted with you." he stops as he grabs his side, and then looks back to Jacy, ignoring Chloe and ignoring Jacy's command for him to call the Alliance.

"I am angry, I hurt you to save you, sure it sounds dumb in so many ways but at that moment, it was the only way to keep you alive. I got shot at by both sides of the battle, though I believe it was your snipers that gave me these little holes, good on them." his hand is shaking. " Now, answer my bloody questions, did you know of the corruption, did you know of everything that was been planned and what has been happening. Once again, were you planning to do something about...answer and I will leave you for now."

The young officer stares back at Conoger with a pain-filled gaze, and a glistening droplet of a tear forms in the corner of one eye, trickling down her cheek. She reddens, but has no arms free to wipe it away. "It was you. I remember. You hit me with a gorram axe." She wheezes for breath, her eyes gleaming feverishly. "I don't know everything the Alliance does. We work on a need to know basis, we're /professionals/." Sweat is darkening her hair, beading on her temples. "And everything I do is for a better 'verse." Were she fully healthy, perhaps, she might be able to pull it off, ride roughshod with confidence over the lack of answers. But now, injured and weak, her protestations are feeble to say the least. She seems to realize she's in a bad position, for she tongue flickers out over her parched lips and she mutters hoarsely, staring at him defiantly, "My name is Heather Ann Jacy. My rank is Lieutenant Commander and my Alliance ID is 01705479246."

Chloe 's jaw sets. She doesn't argue but she shifts a bit to make it clear she is about to intervene, "Enough! Enough! Enough! Enough! Can't you see she needs a medical facility? She's struggling to breath, she's recovering and you insist on this!" She sighs and looks to Jacy, "He's not listening." she squeezes Jacy's hand and wiggles fingers loose, apparently anticipating needing that hand.

Rolend drops the pile of clothing by the bed, and nods over Conoger, "Easy now. Everyone just breath easy for a bit." He looks over to Chloe, "Doc?"

Helena is watching the scene before her, clearly conflicted with what is going on. Her gaze flickers to Chloe for a moment and she rises to move between Conoger and the Doc. "Come now, easy now. I know we need answers..." She says as she places a hand on Conoger's chest and looks up at him. "Let us all take a deep breath, because all this yelling is surely going to attract attention." She looks over to Roland. Indeed it seems they are the only cool heads in the room, even if Helena's hand shakes a little. She looks back to Chloe, "What blood type do you need and do you have the supplies to do it here?" Focus on the medicine and what they can do.

Conoger has had his mind set, he needed answers and the one person that he thought could answer them does not. He is angry, upset and now he understand fully what is happening, she too is a victim of been a soldier. So who truly is responsible for all the decisions, who truly needs to answer his questions. All this can be easily read on this mans face. As Jacy gives out her Alliance id, something you do when you are within enemy hands. Conoger's hands are clenched, he is still angry but now he knows and understand alot more than he had in a long time. " A storm is coming and I am trying to decide what side, so far Jacy, you have not helped the Alliance cause, you too are blinded." then he looks at Chloe and his fists unclench and then he looks to Rolend and licks his lips. " Prepare to leave, all of you. Id Jacy can be moved, we will take her with us, if not, we leave her behind and this is my final word, no arguing, no shouting at me, it will be done. Understand, I am the villain here Jacy, all others do my bidding because I will do what ever I need to do to my ends." then he starts to get ready. He looks to Storn then. " Soon, once we are prepared we can go."

Heather Jacy is crying. The tears are rolling down her cheeks - there's precious few of them, she's dehydrated - and she reaches for, plucks at, Chloe's fingers even as Chloe twists her hand away. Her breathing is increasingly ragged. "Where are we going?" The question could be directed at anyone.

Chloe's tears water, "It is bad enough..." She swallows, "She requires PROPER treatment. Please." She swallows and looks to Jacy, "She is not well enough to be moved." She looks to Jacy, "I must go, but your location will be sent to the Destiny." She takes Jacy's hand and her bottom lip quivers, "I am sorry I cannot keep my promise to stay with you, but help will come for you, so you WAIT for them, yes? I can help you get dressed before we leave but you WAIT HERE for a medevac to come get you." She sniffles, "You're going back to the Destiny." She looks to Conoger, "Please. Let me stay. She's not well enough to be left alone and she's certainly not well enough to be moved!" She exhales, "commander...deep breaths." she inhales slowly, "You must conserve your breath. Inhale....exhale...everything will be fine. You are going to go back to the Destiny and I'm sure your wife will be pleased indeed to see you." she wipes tears from her eyes, "But you must remain calm, and you MUST stay in bed."

Rolend moves toward Chloe, lowering his voice, "Easy Doc... Ain't no good to fight here..." He stops in front of her, "She can't move can she?.. What does she need for the next couple of hours or so?"

Helena remains in front of Conoger just now but looks back to Chloe, "Book Memorial is just around the corner. Do we know if any faction is controlling it or still neutral? I have spent more than a few times there and they have adequate facilities and decent doctors. If you need more blood you can have some of mine." Helena comments before looking back to Conoger as he moves away from her and starts to get ready. She really is caught between a pillar and post at the moment. Her hands clench at her sides, but finally she goes into the kitchen and starts packing as much food and supplies as they can carry.

Conoger has pretty much said all he is going to say, he starts to get ready, he starts to make sure his weapons are fully loaded and ready. There is something about Conoger now, there is something brewing in his mind at the moment but the focus to get where they are heading is set in his mind. As he gathers all his items and weapons he looks to Chloe, Rolend, Storn and Helena. " Wait here, I will return, do not leave." he looks at Storn then, he knows the man will listen, no arguing there, after all it is his plan. Soon Conoger is out the door, which gives Chloe enough time to get the blood transfer done and over with.

Heather Jacy stares helplessly at Chloe. "I'm not going anywhere without you, Doc," she mutters hoarsely, trying to keep her voice low. Of course, it's a small apartment, people can hear her. But she's not bellowing. "I'm not going anywhere without you." Even after the transfusion IV is removed, she probably means. "Who are these people?"

Chloe frowns and lifts her chin, "Hurt me. IF you will give me no choice then YOU shall have to do something you find uncomfortable." She looks to Jacy and frowns, "No...that'll upset you and then we would have a situation..." she looks at Joe and looks torn, "She goes back to the SHIP! Why can we not just call a medevac and I remain with her?" she sniffles, "We have to go. The sooner we leave, the sooner you'll be home." She sniffles, "Recall mr...recall him. We'll leave, the sooner the medevac the ALLIANCE medevac is called the better." she looks to Jacy, "I'm not a prisoner, I'm defecting. Do not come to find me. I am sorry. I will see your ring to you so you do not get in trouble with your wife. Mr...ah..." She looks up at Joe, "Would you please disconnect the commander from the catheter and follow the proper biozard protocols?" she sniffles, "You must. I know this is confusing, and I am sorry. I will be fine. You just stay put until medevac comes from you, and remain calm." she siiighs, "It is a long story but inspite of this madness they are NO threat to the Alliance."

Rolend holds up both his hands, "Easy Doc....umm Commander. Easy now." He nods to Chloe, and moves to the bedside, and carefully peels the tape from Jacy's hand, and pressing some gauze to it when he removes the needle from it. He moves to clean up, and glances over to Chloe, "I need to talk to the Doc now. Maybe we can get him to let me sit with her. What does she need for the next couple of hours?"

Helena finishes with her packing, glancing over to the door as Conoger leaves for the moment. She takes a breath and moves to the bed where Chloe and Jacy are. She looks down to the commander, "I know none of this makes sense right now, but he means well, however crazy it seems right now. It is clear you care for Chloe. Know that we do as well...we fear for her and all she has been put through." Her words are quiet and there is some strain to her voice, though her words are clearly sincere. "If you care for her, just tell the truth...we took her and unwillingly. Perhaps this will be better for Chloe in the long term with the Alliance and they will treat her with better respect. We have watched her being treated like a prisoner over the last month and it has been hard. I have nothing against the Alliance, this is purely a matter of..family."

Eventually Conoger comes back, he has a bundle of stuff in hand. He has a duffle bag full of crap or something. His armor removed, he wears no helm, everything that had made him look like a viking is gone. His hair is gone, his beard is gone. As he comes in, he has a hood over his head, he keeps on looking down and then he speaks. " Alright, we are leaving now. I will be the last to leave, I will notify them as soon as I know you all are safe. Storn will lead you and I will follow behind. Do not stray, do not think you can run, I will find you, all of you. Now, go, to much time is wasted." now he is demanding, commanding and really he intends this to be done now.

Heather Jacy stands, slowly, clambering to her knees and then her feet, leaning against the wall for support. The sheets slip off her naked form, but she doesn't seem to care. "I'm. Not. Leaving. Chloe." she mutters, unwilling to relinquish the support of the wall. With the sheet off, her chest is seen to be a mess of bruising, purple and yellow and all the other colors of the rainbow, sewn with ragged lines of stitches....a real mess. She briefly closes her eyes, trying to summon up the strength to move to Chloe's side.

Chloe lifts a finger rot Joe, "Ooooh, no. they don't care of you intentions. the commander herself will be on her feet interrogating you most...ah..avidly in no time, Absolutely not." she looks chagrined to Commander, "I cannot let you have any of them or them have you. This is a complex matter-do NOT assemble the cavalry..." she gapes at Helena and looks like she's about to protest and then with an unhappy sigh, "Yes, of course. All of that which she has just said. I am AWOL to be with my family." She points to Joe, "Except him, hr is merely a medical student he was here at the wrong time, as is evidence by his lack of saying anything positively insane." She exhales and mumbles miserably, "forgive me, commander. And STAY." she rises, "I understand if you have to report my willing abandonment of my duties." She looks to Jacy, "You are not leaving me, I am leaving you. I'm leaving the alliance. I can do this NO more." She looks to Joe she doesn't say his name but there's a look of 'HELP'! as she goes to support Jacy, "Your wife. think of your wife. She's got to be worried SICK."

Rolend darts to the other side of Jacy, and tries to ease her back towards the bed, "How'd I land in the room full of the hardest heads in the verse?", he mutters. He looks over to Jacy, "It'll be alright. Nothing is gonna 'appen to her. Sides if you busy any stitches she'll me put 'em back.. You don't want that."

Helena goes back to gathering up her supplies and packing them into a duffel bag herself. As she hears the declaration from Jacy, she looks up to see the woman standing and naked. There is the faintest nod as she looks over the woman and heads to one of the closets and removes a linen button up shirt and pants. Well made and fine. "Well you will attract attention as you are and from the looks of you we wear the same size. Do I have permission to help you get dressed?" She asks calmly and looks over to Chloe, "We can get her some more help, but Storn was right...we can't leave her here. This apartment will get traced back to me and all our of our families. All of them." She says pointedly to Chloe.

Storn speaks up from where he has been leaning against the wall. "I tell you what the frak is going to happen. We aren't leaving anyone behind. Viking you are a bonehead. If you leave her here and she dies before they get here you are wanted for murder. Kinda fucking hard to raise a family that way." He points his finger to the others, "If you had all been listening, in just a short walk through the dark I have a ship with Dumont Medical available to help heal everyone. No deaths, no gorram muder chargers. I didn't rescue your big ass from slavers and risk getting my own head blown off to see you do something else this colossally stupid."

Conoger stops as he looks to Jacy as she stands up, almost falling over and naked. He sighs, frustrated and then it seems they are all pretty much agreeing to take her along, specially Storn. "Fine, I will carry her, Storn leads the way. Rolend watch our backs. Helena and Chloe close by just encase." he looks to everyone. He expects answers and agreements as well. " Make sure she is blinded before we leave." Conoger pulls out night vision goggles, he is ready for this part at least. " Storn, I know and thank ya, will let ya come along when I find my ship."

Jacy resists. Which is to say that a 50 lb schoolgirl could knock her down flat with the flick of a finger, she's that weak. But she does resist just enough to make it embarrassing for her.

Chloe exhales, "Very well." She looks to Jacy, "Sit and we will get you decent." she searches Jacy's gaze, "You are simply going to have to trust me, Commander." she moves to get Jacy dressed and Storn is given a look of PROFOUND gratitude. She looks to Joe and can't help it, she hiccups, "You're a remarkable man." is all she can say. She looks irritated, "In case of WHAT?" She frowns and surrenders Jacy to Conoger reluctantly, "Be CAREFUL with her!" She reaches out, "It's alright, you'll be home soon."

Rolend pauses to retrieve his gear from the floor. and looks over to Chloe, "Shhhh.. Not so loud.." He glances around the group as it gets ready to leave, "Might be better if'n we're quiet from here on out."

Helena looks over to Storn with a look of gratitude as he gives his offer. Some of her tension does ebb away though she is clearly a bit strained but is keeping herself in control at the moment. She helps Chloe with dressing Jacy. Given her occupation a naked body is hardly a thing that bothers her. She grabs a scarf from her side table and gives an apologetic smile, "I am sorry about this." And blindfolded she is. "Conoger has tried to help her so far, he will not hurt her. HE will have to deal with me if he does." She says and reaches for Chloe's hand, "Take a deep breath Chloe, we will all get through this." She says softly and rises to her feet and moves to grab her backpack, sliding it on before grabbing up her rifle. In her current state of dress it suits her, but for those that know her, well it is not how they expect to see her.

Storn grabs a mint from his pocket of the jumpsuit and plops it in his mouth followed by a chomp as he munches on the peppermint. "I'm gonna have to find my stash of whiskey at the shipyard. Everyone might wanna cover thair ears." Storn says while picking up his Icomm.

Conoger makes sure that all is done, everyone is ready and he lifts Jacy into his arms, he grunts a bit but he does it. Speaking to Rolend. " Close the door behind us, please." then he looks to Storn and nods, his goggles on already. As soon as things start to blow and it goes dark. " Go now!" he hopes all an get to where they are heading.

Heather Jacy comes along quietly. Really, she has no choice. Weak as a kitten, she's dressed without issue, leaning against Chloe whenever she can, allowing Helena to assist really because she has no strength left to resist. She flinches as the material touches her chest, letting out a whimper. And then she's being carried...

After the IComm is used there is a thunderously loud explosion in the distance, and the lights from the already over taxed grid from the battle flicker and go out.

Chloe issues a startled yelp and gabs Joe's arm, eyes wide and she looks TERRIFIED! She her continued silence suggests she's truly frightened as she's actually shut up save for the occasional sound of alarm and distracted murmured apology if she bumps into someone.

Rolend nods once to Conoger, and follows them out, and closes the door behind them.

Helena moves into the line of people between Chloe and Conoger. At the warning hands are pressed to her ears but still ears are ringing a bit. She reaches back to grab Chloe's free hand. "Its ok." She whispers as her other hand goes to Conoger's arm for a moment before she releases both to lift up her rifle.

Conoger ears ring but at least he can see Storn and the others very well. So there they go and he does hope all goes well for them.

Storn leads the motley crew of people into the shipyards from a way only a select few know about. Luckily on a generator there is emergency lighting in the yard. "Hey Boss.. you got a stretcher we can put her on? I am sure it would be more comfortable to be carried rest of the way to the doctors on it." Jacob inquires when he spots Sink.

Helena is in the train of people walking behind Conoger who is carrying Jacy in some of Helena's nicer clothes. As they get to the ship that Storn had arranged to meet with, she lowers the rifle she was carrying and looks back to the others in the group to make sure everyone made it this far before moving next to Conoger to help him with Jacy if needed.

Conoger is not to far behind, he is carrying Jacy in his arms. He lets Sink speak to Storn but does look for a stretcher and hopes it is soon, he is almost done himself. His side aching and his leg throbbing and that stupid night goggle on his face makes him look...weird. Before he puts Jacy down, he does hand within her hand a ring and the necklace that it was hanging with. "Live for a long time, I shall open your eyes to the truth." his last words to her, before he steps away and then leans against something, anything.

Jacy is lowered down to the stretcher, her fingers closing around the fine chain with its delicate ring. Her eyes are red, and she looks from it to Chloe, searching for the doctor's form. "Doc..." she croaks. "Chloe."

Rolend follows the last of them up, and glances one more time back behind them before he lets out the breath he didn't realize he was holding.

Chloe exhales and kisses Jacy's forehead, "conserve their breath, They will take good care of you." She exhales, "There's nothing to say except I will..." she purses her lips, "I am in no danger. Mend well....and forgive me."

Helena steps closer to Conoger and slips an arm around his waist to try and support him as best as she can. He really should be boarding the ship with Jacy and getting himself fixed up further. "She got caught in the battle, Connie rescued her from worse injury. Don't let the rebels know she is here Sink." Well at least her voice is familiar even if her appearance has changed. "She just had a transfusion and Chloe patched her up as best she could."

Conoger is barely standing but he is still injured, even after Chloe's medical help. Lifting Jacy here his side throbs, his leg hurts. he is getting to old for this, plus lack of sleep, makes for a grumpy and tired looking Conoger. "She just needs to be taken care of more, something about some internal stuff...Sink, keep her safe. I can't no more but I ask you help us all by getting us out of this planet. I need to find a ship, one no one uses, don't want the Aces of Jia involved in this." he nearly drops then. He hangs on to Helena a bit and then shakes his head. " I need to rest."

Sink looks up from Jacy to Helena and he nods quickly, "Of course not. No one will know she was here. Once she is stable, I'll take her to an Alliance medical ship." His words seem to be more true then usual, as even the ever present guards along the catwalks are no where to be seen. He starts to hook a wireless medical monitor to Jacy and turns on the instruments in the hover stretcher, and begins to float her towards the Passage. "So, you folks were out there?" Sink's voice is weary, he's about to go on when Conoger speaks up, "Wait, you want to go with her? Who else is coming? It's one thing to take an Alliance officer to a medical facility, but if any of you are wanted...", Sink then sighs, "we'll discuss this later, lets get the Lieutenant Commander comfortable first."

Helena nods to Sink's words as she works to keep Conoger on her feet, though finally finds a cargo container and guides Conoger to sit down. "He was injured as well. Chloe patched him up, but he needs somewhere to rest and recover." She looks worriedly at Conoger and there is love in that gaze as well. "He was and Jacy...best I can tell if he had not grabbed her, she would have been picked up by someone else who would not have cared quite so much for her welfare." Helena shakes her head at Sink's question, "Not with Jacy...something else, some way to get off planet or at least out of the city. We don't want to drag any more into this if we can help it."

Conoger watches as Sink takes Jacy on a hover stretcher and towards the Passage. When Sink asks about where they wanted to go, he was about to say something but he is slowly fading. He breaths a bit shallower as he hears Helena and he nods. " Yes, get them out of here, no one knows about Helena and Chloe or Rolend as well as Storn....get them out of here and away, no one should stop you or them...I'm the one they want, both Rodney and the Alliance for taking Jacy." he is tired, his eyes are drooping. " I will owe you, get them out...I'll be the villain...I'll take the blame." that it pretty much all he says, his body slumps as he just sleep or something.

(The Next Day)

Those who stayed in the Steel Dragon Shipyard last night, would have been offered a bunk on the Panacea's Passage or in the loft above the office. Once power was restored, hot showers as well. Jacy would have been placed in the Passage's medical bay, or more precisely, the cargo bay converted into a state of the art surgical facility, usually operated by well known Dr. Lirin Dumont-Fist. Sink himself, onces his guests are comfortable, makes a call and soon a old fuel canister arrives, along with several vats, and the old captain and shipyard owner, with a carafe of coffee close by, starts to hack on a project. Sparks fly from welding torches, liquids whirl around beakers, and the old captain hasn't stopped moving in hours.

Chloe has consigned Rolend to assist with Jacy's surgery, it's a painstaking process which involves him holding back flaps of flesh while the doctor retrieves splinters of bones, and stitches damaged vessels, she spends hours fixing Jacy, while he has to hold flaps of skin, or press a finger in a wound, or hand her things, she spends 45 minutes or more at a time leaned over doing meticulous, tiny, delicate work. He is permitted a break here and there but Chloe is in surgery for almost six hours before she showers and, unable to do anything else curls up somewhere for rest.

Rolend sits on the end of the bunk where Chloe is curled up. He's wide awake trying not to think about what he's seen in the past six hours. The gloves and gowns kept the blood from his person, and he's cleaned up since then, but he still rubs his fingers clean absently as he sits. He may have drifted off once or twice but sleep has not come easily or stayed very long when it did.

Conoger does not remember much from the previous night, he knew he had passed out from exhaustion and pain. The sleep came quickly but as Helena would have stayed by his side, he felt safe, well as safe as a man who knows he is wanted can be. Eventually Conoger does wake up and it like he is in a panic, big panic as he is disoriented, not sure where he is and Helena is not there. He rolls and he tries to get up quickly but his side is in pain, his leg also in pain and he is dizzy. Now he groans loudly, noting he is pretty much naked and he sighs, relaxing...."Where..." he looks around, standing up slowly now and finding his clothes to put on, seems someone washed them for him.

Helena slept curled up with Conoger through the night, or tried to. She got some zzzs in here and there, but well before the sun rose she was up. Walking around the ship, finding some tea to make or drink. Thinking about the days before, and thinking about the days ahead and came up with a plan. When she returns to the bunk room her hair is cut much shorter, rather haphazardly. Unlikely any client would recognize her now, no connection with her past. She returns to the bunk room with a shaving kit in time to find Conoger waking up, "I am here..." She says softly, almost hesitantly, wondering what he will think of the new look. Her long hair gone in a trash can somewhere.

Chloe stirs and murmurs softly, "You need rest." her eyes cracking open to study the man, "I am very glad you are here but you should have stayed aboard the Jia." She hears Conoger up and stumbling and Joe can see the inner war. The first instinct is to check on the man, but there's a set of her jaw that suggests she's got a list of reasons why not to and so she stays there, indecisively, then looks away, ashamed of herself.

Sink continues to hack on his project just beside the Passage. He seems satisfied at the modifications made to the fuel container, and now he seems to focus the liquids. He as several batches of liquids and pours one into another, and checks each combination of gels with a IR camera, until he has two finalists. Carefully staring at one he nods, and makes note of the combination. "Alright, lets start cooking.", and he starts dragging large bags of a white powder to the vats.

Chloe stirs and murmurs softly, "You need rest." her eyes cracking open to study the man, "I am very glad you are here but you should have stayed aboard the Jia." She hears Conoger up and stumbling and Joe can see the inner war. The first instinct is to check on the man, but there's a set of her jaw that suggests she's got a list of reasons why not to and so she stays there, indecisively, then looks away, ashamed of herself. she reaches out to touch Joe's arm, "You wish to get some sleep? I will keep watch."

Rolend looks over as Chloe, stirs. He shrugs to comment, "Had to come. Yer crew." As if that was enough explanation he rests his head back against the wall, "Tried to sleep. Jest ain't much of it comin for me." He looks over at her again, "There has to be coffee around here someplace."

Conoger looks towards Helena as she walks in and he blinks, at first not knowing who it is but then recognizing her face like no other. He comes up to her and wraps his arms around her much smaller frame and keeps her close. " You do know I will still love you, no matter what you do." then he steps back, both hands on her shoulders and he smiles. " You are more beautiful now than ever, every day I see you it seems." his loud voice carries but then he looks around. " I must get dressed and find Sink, I have to get you all out of here and quickly." so he starts to get dressed, he groans slightly as he manages to turn the wrong way but then continues to get his clothing back on. His armor and weapons within that big duffle bag. He yet to put his armor on, not here.

Helena relaxes into his arms at his words, then smiles a bit at his appraisal of her. "Well I feel like my head is floating, I should run faster without all that weight." She says lightly before her face sobers, "I am not leaving you." She says softly and rises up to kiss him briefly despite the presence of the others. She nods at his imperative and moves to help him get his clothing on, easing it on over wounds and bruising. She looks over to Rolend and Chloe, "I think I smelled some up in the kitchen, there is a pot of tea there at least." That is what habit that will be hard dying with her. The making of, the drinking...well something that helps her relax at least. She looks over to Chloe, "How is she?" Sink pulls on a dust mask and cuts open a corner of the first large industrial bag, and he starts to fill the vat, then another, and another and finally after for large sack of white powder, he pulls over a hose and starts to fill the vat, carefully timing the flow.

Chloe exhales softly, "I am NOT your crew, not yet-and what if there had been..." she frowns gently, "...greater danger?" She informs Rolend, smiles gently, "You stay comfortable, I shall see what I can fetch for you. The least I can do to thank you for..." she exhales and studies Rolend with an encouraging smile, "..your assistance." She gives Helena a chill look, "There is no need to speak as if I'm not here." She looks to Joe, "Excuse me a moment, I shall go fetch some coffee and something for us to eat." she passes Sink, "Ah, Mr. Fist? That looks like some alarming chemistry..." she peers at the ingredients.

Rolend looks at Chloe as she speaks, too tired to argue much with her. He glances over towards Conoger, and Helena, without seeing much of anything, and lets out a long breath. He nods to Chloe as she stands up, keeping to himself for the moment.

Conoger gets finished dressing and he looks to Chloe, he seems to think on something but decides he has said enough to her for now. So as time goes by, he starts to look for Sink. he only gives Helena a nod at her saying she is not leaving him. As he does find Sink, he watches the man in the mask now. He stays back and just observes, having no clue on what the man plans but if he is wearing a mask, Conoger is not making for any closer.

Helena looks over to Chloe and looks a bit hurt by the words, "I was asking you about Jacy.." She clarifies for the woman before pausing, "Did you get any rest?" She asks gently, perhaps still filling a little guilty about the chaos that she dragged Chloe into, but resolute as well. She joins the group as they leave the ship to see Sinking making up his batter of fun stuff, standing just to the side and behind Conoger.

The large discarded industrial bags say "100% GELATIN: Food By-Product: Sources: Horse, Pork, Fish." There is also large jugs of black food coloring, several bottles of various epoxies. Sink looks up from his filling of the vat and gives Chloe a tired nod, "Hello there. Just making a specific aspic, one with a very particular special main ingredient. This is a Viking aspic.", he says with a grin, entertaining himself with his own wit. As he sees Conoger he smiles even more, "There is the main ingredient right now."

Chloe pauses and turns to look at Conoger, "Surely the gelatin won't set, or stay stable at body temperature, I don't understand." she sighs, "suppose I needn't. Excuse me, Mr. Fist, someone requires coffee, STAT." she slips off to fetch.

Rolend watches Conoger, and Helena leave without comment. He glances over to the rest of the empty bunk, but decides against laying down. He glances down at his hands where he's absently rubbing one with the other, and frowns. He crosses his arms across his chest, and lets his mind drift elsewhere.

Conoger looks at Sink and what he is doing. Obviously he has no clue up to the point where Sink turns and looks at him, saying something that he is the main ingredient. " What ya trying to do there Sink. I know your a great cook and all but I may be a bit to hairy for others to try a Viking jellow surprise." There is a slight chuckle but then slightly turns his head. "How , is this some plan for me to get off planet?"

Helena looks curious at the concoction being made, still uncertain over what the outcome will be. The words of Chloe and Conoger give some hints on what they are thing, "How?" She can but ask as she moves around Conoger to inspect the concoction closer once it is deemed not to be explosive or toxic.

Sink looks over to Chloe, "Oh, I don't want it to set, I just need it to be... thick, and non-corrosive. Actually, part of the rouse is that it'll be at body temperature and constantly in motion." Sink's timer goes off and he stops spraying, and taking a shovel, starts to mix the water and the gelatin. He looks over to Conoger while he stirs these together, "This is the plan. The plan is simple. The story is Dumont Clinics, Lirin's medical clinics on the Rim, has hired everyone coming with me, to help out at the clinics in some aspect. Also, since we are headed to the Rim, we'll need extra fuel, 'cause with these troubles, who knows if we'll be able to get fuel on the Rim. So we have brought on a canister, and filled it with experimental CNG-01, an experimental fuel I've been working on with RLI. Anyone opening the fuel tank will see it filled with black goop. Anyone using IR will see it at room temperature, but inside will be you, old friend, in a EVA suit. I've already modified the canister so it has the extra equipment, both cold water lines to keep you comfortable, and hot water lines to keep the aspic warmer then you are. There is also a rough man shaped cavity where you can lie and we can put a grate over you so the experimental fuel can flow around you. That's how we get you off planet, and drop off Jacy, on the same ship."

Rolend pushes himself off the bunk with a groan, and stretches. He shoves his hands in his pockets, and glances around before stepping away from the bunk to see what the others are up to.

Conoger and EVA suits, thin fabric that keeps you from losing your life in space. Now a bat of crap that may drown him if the EVA suit punctures and no one will be able to save him. So why is this making him pause and looking at Sink like he is some insane mad scientist. " So, how long you think I will be stuck in that thing for?" obviously he is curious and it looks tight. " Alright, how long before this is done and we can get going, the sooner the better though." yeah, he will fight that urge to run and scream his mind away to save everyone.

Helena approaches the container and looks inside as Sink explains it the group. There is a glance over to Conoger to see what his reaction to the plan is. Finally she looks over to Sink and shakes her head a bit, "You are a scary individual Mr. Fist. I am glad you are on our side." She looks over to Conoger at the expressed concerns and nods, "Will be there any way to monitor his vitals...or give him a panic button in case?" She moves back to Conoger and takes his hand and gives it a squeeze.

Jacob Storn is currently where he likes to be best, working on a ship. Well at least that is his cover story as he sits on the hull of a ship so he can keep a look out. His wrench is beside him, and currently he is playing his harmonica.

Sink shrugs, "It matters where the nearest safe Alliance medical facility is. If there is a medical ship in orbit, you'll be in there for... a hour to get scanned and dock and transfer the patient, another hour for them to go over the ship with a fine toothed comb, then we should be let us go. Now in theory you should be able to be in the EVA suit for quite some time. There's water and liquid sugar like snacks, just like you would have on a space walk." He gives Helena a little nod, "I have hooked in lines that we will attach to the EVA that will plug into the EVA's monitors and Conoger will be able to communicate through the internals of the ship, so that should be covered." Storn, from his vantage, will see an interesting site. A old fuel canister, that wasn't here last night, and a large vat of liquid, that Sink is stirring with a shovel. There is also a table filled with glass chemistry equipment.

Chloe returns with coffee for Joe, "Why not simply return my badge, I will send for a medevac, and I will simply schedule the transport of patients of medical supplies where ever you wish to go. No combs. No delay." her tone mild as her gaze lingers on Sink and offers, "Commander Chloe Jameson, CMO of then Destiny." She moves to Rolend and offers the coffee and snacks, "Here, try to eat something, Joe."

Rolend's eyes light up at the coffee. He nod several times, "Thanks Doc...Needed this.' He takes the food in his other hand and lifts the coffee to drink. He looks down at the brew, and announces, "That tastes like old tires mixed with burnt insulation. He grins, "Ain't that wonderful." He lifts the cup to drink again before moving to join the others.

Conoger listens to Sinks explanation and then nods slowly. " Alright then, so the sooner we get this done, the better. I will get in there once it is ready to go." he looks around to who ever is about and hears. " So, in about fifteen minutes we should be getting ready to go." he does look to Chloe and frowns. " Chloe, your not going back to the Alliance, they will not be happy with you, safer with the Jia." Helena listens as Sink explains things. "I will be on the other side of the comm at all times." She says as she turns to Conoger with a touch of assurance in her voice. "You just have to listen to my voice and we will get you out of here." She says softly before looking over to Chloe as she hears her speak and there is a glance quickly to Rolend then back to Chloe, "Do you really want to leave him now?" She says softly to the woman.

"Because we cannot trust the intent of the Alliance." Storn offers in rebuttal to Chloe. "Their track record is hardly one of understanding and compassion. Each of us are at risk just because of compassion." He reaches to put his harmonica in his pocket. Evidently the more upfront and abrasive version of Storn is still around. "Our concern now is to at least have no negative ground gained. There is hardly any story you can tell them to not be circumspect and means your use to us as an informant is now worthless. You were thinking even less than the Viking to risk your position and what good cold be gained from your position to the rest of the universe. That was selfish of all of you." Yes, the engineer isn't happy with the recent turn of events with people he travels with.

Sink stops stirring. Actually he stops, completely, and is a still statue staring at Chloe, and then he turns slowly to Conoger. "Naodai Bei men ji le ma (Did your head get slammed in a door)?" the Chinese comes angrily out of Sink. "You brought an Alliance officer through my tunnel, then allowed me to make a plan that involves hiding a known fugitive on my wife's ship and explain it all in front of an Alliance informant?" Sink then takes a large breath, then another to calm himself, and forces himself to listen to the people around him. With slow stiff movements he heads to the table and takes the epoxy and black food coloring and starts to measure out large amounts of each. "So, Commander, you plan on ratting us out?"

Chloe oh's. "Not informant. Officer. That is rather quite a bit different than an informant." She sighs and eyes Sink exhaustedly, "I can't imagine what would be gained. Mr. Jacobs would hurt everyone here to get his hand. I am most invested in seeing everyone safely through this matter. Asking you to aid in the release of myself and my fellow officer would place you in danger so I cannot in good conscience ask anything of you save to comply and corroborate claims it was under duress if anyone should learn of the matter." She looks to Conoger, "You will leave me in Captain Lines' care?" she looks to Sink, "I just MIGHT suggest you be more careful who you trust. Were I not myself guilty of smuggling people off planet prior to this, or held you accountable for my captivity, this would have gone very awry indeed. As it happens, I might have use of your services as I fear-Mr. Storn is not incorrect about being suspect of the Alliance's agenda."

Chloe looks to Joe, "would you like some jam or something to make it more palatable? Forgive me. it was all I could find."

Conoger looks at Sink as he hears the man pretty much chastise him for knowing and Alliance personal. Plus using her , plus bringing her here and rightly not saying anything about it till after he has told his plan. Yup, just like his own father would have done for not thinking. " Yes, been hit on the head many times." then he hears Chloe and raises a brow. " My intent is to save ya from the Alliance for a long time, this works. The Jia will keep ya and will save ya, Then ya don't have ta deal with me again." then he looks to Sink, his eyes on the man. " How long will it take to make another like that, for Chloe?"

Rolend blinks in a little in surprise, and glances around all of them before shaking his head at Chloe, "Naw Doc.. Its jest fine. Best I had in awhile.." He clears his throat, "I ain't sure I got a say in all this, but the Doc here had put her neck on the line to help us more 'n once. I want 'er to be safe much as any of the rest of us, but she gets a say in what 'appens to 'er. If we don't give 'er that, then we ain't no better than other folks that want to tell us how to live." He shrugs, "Jest how I see it is all." He pauses and holds up his cup, "Its damn good coffee."

Helena looks up quickly to Sink as he freaks out on Conoger and gives a shake of her head, "This is way more complicated than that. Whatever she is, she is family first. I trust her with my life even if she might hate me just now." Helena says to Sink though she looks over to Chloe at the end, "She's...our informant and that is why we fear to send her back Sink. For her sake." She looks over to Rolend as he speaks his peace and she nods slightly, though clearly caught between wanting to give Chloe the choice and just wanting to protect her. There is a glance between Conoger and Storn at that moment to see how they will respond.

The big engineer picks up his wrench and starts to make his way down from the ship he was parked on. "A gorram cluster if what we have." He's already said his thoughts on this, a bit of a scowl is on his features as he reaches up to push his glasses farther up his nose.

Sink looks up from his measurements to Chloe, "I was an Alliance officer, I know what oaths are swarn, and what the job demands, and during a time of war, not providing intelligence up the chain of command would probably get you into a court-martial." He pauses as folks talk around him and he nods, "Well, if they trust you not to be an informant, then I will too... that is until you run into an Alliance reader... then again if any one does, we are all screwed over." Sink sighs and nods to Joe, "Rolend is right, the Commander has a right to choose her own way, unless she is being held as a P.O.W., but as far as I know, there's no war going on." Sink sighs, and puts the measured amounts of ingredients down. He then considers. "Well making another one would take a few hours, with Jacob's help. I've got the prototype built, so it's just reproducing it... but we could also stuff you both into one tank. There are some issues with that, but with a hours work it would be possible."

Chloe looks to Conoger, "Your intention is to eliminate choices I have made, I told YOUR captain AND the Jia's captain I would help them steer free of danger. But I suppose since that isn't the choice YOU made for me, well then I shouldn't GET a choice. Well, very well." She nods to Fist, "None of this concerns you. I am just a fugitive, a pri..." and she then forgets everyone else and murmurs a distracted, "Would you all please excuse me a moment?" she looks around a brief moment then turns and if Joe permits, settles down beside him, "You will get this RIGHT back." she promises as she takes his coffee, sets it aside, and then flings her arms around him. HUGGING him tightly, mumbling softly as she hugs him. Something about 'magnificent' and 'the universe', her face buried against his shoulder. She then reaches for his coffee and hands it back to him but declares, "Just another moment." she mumbles against his shoulder in gentle plea. She mumbles softly, "Wondrous man."

Conoger looks at Sink and then Storn as well as the others. " Alright, she made up her mind, she needs to be hidden, So if it's faster to get us both in one of them things, then that is what we should do." then he runs his fingers through his hair, that is very short now, no beard and he frowns. " Well, let us get this done, sooner we do this the sooner we can get you all safe and Jacy back to her people, alive and well." he turns then, he needs to walk or something.

Rolend looks a little confused as his eyes follow the path of his coffee cup as it moves away from him. His eyes widen in surprise, to find Chloe in his arms. He slips his arms back around her, glancing at the others as he mutters, "Easy Doc.. It'll be alright..." He fumbles with the coffee a bit, miraculously without spilling any, as it is thrust back into his hand. He holds Chloe close a moment, and nods, "You alright?"

"As of right now, Commander, you will have been ruled at the best missing in action, at the worst absent without leave. I think you should seriously consider giving up any plans of easily getting back within the graces of the Alliance Navy. I'm not sure I would be able to stage a rescue from a Fed Station or a warship." Storn walks over to stand near Sink, "If you really insist on returning to the Alliance then you need to do it here on this planet and not on some other planet where they have to come find you. You can be found trussed up in an alley to give credence to your story of being a hostage. The simplest plans usually work the best, at least that's what Morgue always believed when we were planning ops."

Helena is about to open her mouth to say something else when she notices Chloe's interaction with Rolend and at that point she manages a smile at least. "I think we are going to be alright with this plan." She finally says with a slight bemused shake of her head, "Lets get everything ready before we change our minds." She reaches for Conoger's hand to steer him towards the ship for the walk. No roaming about in the open if she can help it. "Lets find you an EVA suit that fits and get you ready."

Sink looks about and tries to keep up with all the interactions then sighs and shakes his head, "I don't know what you folks have for an end game, so I don't know what other advice I can give. Storn makes a good point... but it appears to be a plan made." Sink looks to Storn, "Alright we need to modify the wire harness and the cooling system to handle two suits. You work on that. There should be extra capacity in the dummy lines I added." Sink looks to Helena, "There's a good selection of EVAs on the Dragon's cargo bay. Check there first." He picks up the measurements of epoxy and food coloring, and adds it to the vat.

Chloe exhales and withdraw, "Forgive me, I..just..." She smiles, "Everything is well. I just...you're a REMARKABLE man." She looks up, "No, no, Conoger's made his degree. He has my child. I will go to the Jia. What becomes of Commander Jacy?" she gives Joe his space back but her gets a look through her lashes. wow. who knew the doctor could be so easy?

Storn nods his head, "I will get to it, Sink." Simple work, what is needed to get his mind off of the problems of the universe. He is walking around without his cane at the moment and is moving just fine without it.

Conoger is guided away or towards the Dragon, he hears the voices and the words spoken but he is already turned and going. He is deep in thought and as Chloe finally agrees to do as Conoger has told her too he smiles, this one moment he allows himself to smile in relief perhaps. Then it's gone and he is looking ahead. "Alright, please help, ain't to good in them things."

Rolend nods to Chloe, his ears going a little red at the praise. He lifts his coffee cup to drink, and looks around quietly as everyone starts moving again. He glances back to Chloe, "You need to check on 'er before you get suited up? Might be good to know what I should if somethen 'appens before we get her off loaded?"

Sink looks to Chloe, "Commander Jacy will be dropped off at the nearest safe medical facility. Since you are Alliance, is there a medical ship in orbit? If so that's where we'll head. I assume we'll be boarded and inspected before then, and I suspect I'll have to talk to some sort of officer, explaining how Jacy came into my care, but hopefully that won't last too long." Sink mixes the aspic once again, now turning a complete black goo.

Chloe notes, "There is a ship near the eavesdown docks which acts a first line triage and treatment center that is likely the best and safest location to leave her. Thank you for...seeing to her safely returned. I am in your debt."

Chloe looks to where Conoger disappeared, "I need to get her ring back from Mr. Jacobs. Her wedding band is very important to her." she looks to the men, "She is misguided. Not evil. There's no reason to take her personal effects."

Rolend rubs his chin, "What can't we just take her over? Wouldn't be a ship involved at all that way? No inspection?"

Storn shakes his head, "I don't think we need to give her over to anyone on planet or in orbit if we can help it. Sorry but we need some distance, and thus making it hard to investigate it."

Chloe considers, "The Destiny is in orbit over Bernadette?"

Mindful of his coffee cup, Rolend crosses his arms across his chest, and listens quietly.

Sink looks up from his mixing and shakes his head to Rolend, "It doesn't matter if we give her up or not, there are ships in orbit that may enforce the blockade and demand an inspection. That's what I'm most worried about, leaving orbit and getting inspected." Sink then looks to Storn, "The problem is being caught with Jacy before declaring you have her. It's one thing to say that we thought Eavesdown was too hot to drop her off at the triage centre, it's another to be caught sneaking her body off planet. I would prefer taking her to a ship in orbit, then leaving the system."

Rolend nods several time to Sink, "That makes sense. So the real danger is having her on board and having her found..." He nods at what Storn says as well. After a moment he muses outloud, "So what happens if someone wheels her up to the triage after you're in orbit? Will they lock down the ships that have already left?"

"Someone taking a high value asset like that will more than likely be sacrificing themselves. Unless it is someone who's word with the Alliance officials is fairly above reproach." Storn offers and looks to everyone with an arched brow and then to Sink, mouthing the words 'younger Dumont'.

Conoger eventually comes out of the Dragon, he has a EVA suit with him and he seems to be relaxed or just calm enough now. As he comes down the ramp he smiles a little but then he comes to the others ones again. " So, plan still in effect or has it been changed again?" obviously looking at the men, been Storn and Sink.

Chloe exhales, "The offer to have me take her remains on the table. I will be fine, the commander will corroborate whatever tale I spin." But she doesn't press the issue. She's just a prisoner here, unlike Jacy there's no exit strategy for her.

Sink looks to Storn and squints, "Unless Cal is here on Persephone she won't arrive on time. But if she was, she has the rank to do this without many issues. As for killing whom ever brings Jacy... I'm not sure of that. I'm a minor lord because of marriage. I highly doubt I'll be killed or ever held for very long. But maybe attitudes in the Alliance has changed towards the nobles, I don't know." Sink looks to Conoger and shakes his head, "The plan hasn't changed, just fixing the last wrinkle."

Rolend nods, "Well there has to be a story for the ship or the stretcher then. The stretcher risks one man... The ship risks everybody on board? Am I looking at that wrong?"

Helena follows the Viking from the ship, a thoughtful look upon her face as she hears the ongoing debate and looks about the shipyard for a moment. Her gaze flicks back to the people present. "You have a shuttle on your ship? Could we put a call in for a patient transport and send it off? I am sorta out of my depth here, just trying to think of something."

"Sink, when you arrive on that cruiser to drop off Jacy, just tell the truth. Conoger dropped her off, he left her behind and so you are bringing her to the cruiser." Conoger looks to them all and even manages to frown a little as he looks to Chloe. " I am not risking you, if there is a chance they will not believe you, no. Plus I made sure Jacy knew that all that was within that room were answering to me upon death. They did as I asked and that is all, I am to blame. We keep Chloe away from the Alliance." then he sighs and shakes his head. " If need be, I will deliver her to the medical people here for the Alliance, they will not be looking fer you all."

Chloe mmms, "Yes, and Mr, Storn and Mr. Fist have told you how flawed your plans have been at every point, but I am too wearied to fight with you. I simply with to go home and see Michael." she frowns, "Or go home." she sighs. She looks to Rolend, "No. As usual Mr..." She smiles, "Joe, you see strait to the relevant details of the matter. Would you care for more coffee?"

Rolend shrugs, "Well it sounds like to me the only question is how many folks do you risk with the we found 'er and here she is back story." He looks over to Chloe, and shakes his head, "I'm find for now..." He looks back to the group gathers, and listens.

Sink gives a little shrug, "A good idea Conoger. They seem to know you have her, so a partial truth is better then a outright lie. As for just the stretcher idea, I don't believe Eavesdown is secure. There may be snipers out there. I would rather take a covered vehicle there. I'm also afraid that once they know she was in the SDS, they'll send an inspection team here, and everyone is at risk again."

Helena nods to Chloe at the sentiment of seeing her son. "When we are safe, will arrange to meet up with the kids again." When they are safe. Conoger's words cause her to tense, but she at least listens to Sinks words on the matter. "We need to pick a place where neither Jacy nor Conoger will be shot on sight. Is Book Memorial still neutral or caught up in the middle of things?"

Conoger listens to others and then nods to Sink but then Helena mentions something about Book Memorial. "I am sorry Helena but Book Memorial is to close to the Dregs. It's to dangerous there but now that she is more stable, I am sure we could leave her at one place, someone to watch from a distance, make sure the Alliance picks her up. It does not have to be one of us, it could be someone you trust here in Persephone Sink."

Rolend looks over to Chloe, "What if we rushed her in the ER at Book? No ID.. They'd eventually find out who she was, but it wouldn't matter to them what story we have 'em.. And they'd call the alliance eventually?"

Storn arches his brow, "Rolend.. have you ever served in a hot zone lz? You aren't going to make it a block without biometric scans by roving patrols. If we are going to do anything then let's go with handing her over in space. At least there we aren't dealing with snipers and can face it head on. The rest of this is just bickering to bicker."

Rolend shakes his head, "Naw... I ain't never served in a hot LZ, but.... We're talking about risk no matter where she's turned over ain't we?" He shrugs, "They're gonna know she was here regardless. If she's on the ship with the group we risk the group. All I'm saying is.. We can wait till the ship is away. Turn her over, and the risk is less. Sides. Can't you make something to block the scans if you need to?"

Chloe frowns and falls silent. She leans back and for the second time this week she simply...wilts. Except this time she's sitting on the bunk she'd previously been resting on so it's just a graceful lean to one side-might even seem intentional until she lands face don on the bunk with one leg stuck dangling awkward on the side.

Sink shakes his head slowly, "I don't like leaving her at the Book, because it's insecure. Taking off and leaving her behind, is possible, if we have the right person to turn her in, and there are very few whom I can trust. If you folks have someone, speak up."

"I used to work with Salin when a part of Black Wolf Enterprises. If it will make it easier, then I will contact him and drop her off to him. Sink can vouch for my wear abouts during the fight when she was taken hostage." Storn says with some finality. "I am tired of arguing about this. I was the one who got you all out of that damned apartment without the Alliance finding and shooting you. Now get on the damn ship and fly away."

Well it would have been a good idea if there wasn't a battle zone in the way. As Conoger and Storn explain why Book is out of the question, Helena nods. "Ok." She looks to Storn and nods to his last words. "The last time I was dealing with a war zone I was a child. I just want to get us all to safety. All of us. Storn and Sink...tell us what we should do and lets do it. Conoger and Chloe, I love you to bits, but both of you can stop talking to each just now until we get through this." At the question of where to leave her Helena looks to Sink, "House Daska? The companions are trying to stay neutral. I still have my key card and its out of the hot zone. Its not a hospital, but its plausible...being a sanctuary."

Conoger sighs and he shakes his head, then he simply sits down and just sits there. " I am not sure about you all but we need to do something and now. In the end we can simply let someone just deliver her. Though I still think we just tell them I dropped her off here and left, done and over with. But I can't stress on your involving any more people, to risky. Only reason I got Helena involved was because Jacy needed help. All that was needed to be done was get her healed enough and then a call be made and I be ...we be long gone...this is to much. We just take her back to the apartment and call the feds then."

Rolend crosses his arms across his chest falling silent, and looking down at his boots.

Storn's usually pale skin is starting to show the color of red as the big engineer starts to show his frustration. "Viking.. take you friends and get on the damned boat. Leave the rest to me, cause all of this bantering is giving me a headache. I'm going to clean up this mess." He holds out his hand to everyone, "Not another word. You have your plans to safely get off the planet, now use it. I'll contact the Sink once Commander Jacy is safely returned to her people."

Chloe stirs after a few moments, blinking, "Mmm. Yes, of course. I should take one last look at the patient. While the others board may I check the patient one last time?" She rubs her face as she rouses a bit, smoothing her blouse.

Helena nods to Storn's commands and takes Conoger's hand, "Come on lets go, let cooler heads make the plans. Noone needs to sacrifice themselves today." She says softly.

Sink raises an eyebrow to Storn, "You sure? If you want to keep medical monitors on her, we can transfer her onto the Dragon. It's not the Passage, but it has the basics."

Storn shakes his head, "No, you all get on the ship and go. I will get Jacy to her people. She is stable enough now to transfer."

Chloe nods and exhales. She doesn't look pleased but she does not argue with the man, "Thank you for all that you have done." and obediently she goes to board the passage.

Conoger looks at Helena and then looks to Storn. He walks up to the man and puts a hand on his shoulder and squeezes it. " You best be alive and join us Storn or I will come and get ya and I will not stop till I do." Then he looks to Sink and nods to the man. " Always, need any help, always call me, I'll be there, hopefully." then he sighs and follows suit, simply following , taking that EVA suit.

Rolend nods over to Sink, before he moves toward the ship, "We're all in debt to ye. If'n they say so 'er not. Thank ye for the help."

Sink gives Storn one last nod, then Rolend, and then moves the crane over to above the vat, and wraps chains around it. Lifting the vat of black aspic over the fuel canister he has the crane, or more accurately, gloops it in. With the vat full of the black aspic, Sink lowers the vat and makes a work order for the next day to clean it out on his PSA. The fuel canister is muled into the Passage, and with that old captain boards himself.

Storn watches everyone get ready to go, and looks through his Icomm for some contact information.