Part 21 - Yakusant
There's some odd thumping coming from belowdecks...probably Juragga hammering on the walls in frustration at her waffling opinions. Fingers opening and closing -- searching for drink, or something sronger, something more lethal -- Shard stands paralyzed for a long moment, heart pounding. Then...
Haarmon?
"They're alive!" she shouts. "And I think they're okay!" Nodding and smiling, why would Haarmon be nodding and smiling? Alive, yes, but...it only takes a moment. "And I think Haarmon has a plan!"
First thing that jumped to mind, really.
"Preflight. Curse it, what does Jalt do?" No idea, really; unwilling to randomly hit switches, Shard turns away from the panals. "I'm heading for the boarding ramp; we'll give cover, and whatever else is needed!" And through the ship she goes; it's a short jog, really, and Shard isn't wasting time. But there are more than enough seconds for her to draw her blaster pistol and pass it to her left hand, before finding a different, more-worn grip for her right.
She despises the cursed thing, but Shard would deal with the void itself to get the team out.