Healing
When Taran placed his hands on her wounds, Xangord's eyes flew open. Stopping herself from punching him, Xangord lay her head back down on the table and grit her teeth against the pain.
"I'll do what I can," Xangord replied when asked if she can hold on.
You will be fine.
Lifting her head and looking about, Xangord asked, "Rhonabwy? Thermail?" [+1]
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Landing
"Oh hell here we go," n** said as she began the landing preparation. From the far edges of the field of her vision, n** saw two dim outlines--one of a red dragon and one of a blue dragon.
Realizing who they were, n** sighed with relief. Rhonabwy, the blue dragon god, and Thermail, the red dragon god, were going to help her make sure it was a smooth landing. Flipping three switches above the console, n** brought the Dragonfly in close to the Nerissa Altsoba.
In what seemed a blink of an eye, n** realized she had landed the ship. Using external video, n** saw that the two dragon outlines had disappeared. Opening internal and external com lines, n** said, "Boys and girls, we have landed and Xangord's on her way to Med Deck 813." [+2]
Opening the cargo bay of the Dragonfly, n** exited as quickly as possible and made her way to her quarters.
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Speculation
When Rose asked where Shalimar was, Wynn slapped her forehead. "With Dragon. On Command Deck."
When she heard n**'s voice on the intercom, Wynn looked at the Nerissa hologram, "What's wrong with Xangord?"
"She was injured in a Renstok ambush," Nerissa's hologram form replied. "I do not know the full extent of her injuries as my counterpart in Dragon's house was destroyed rather quickly and Taran has not entered any details into the Dragonfly's systems."
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Suspicions & setting off
From the corner of her eye, Dragon noticed Nissa's eyes widen a fraction of a second when she looked at Shalimar. If Nissa's eyes hadn't then shot in Dragon's direction for another fraction of a second with an odd look in them, Dragon would not have thought twice about it.
Still looking at Nissa, Dragon narrowed her eyes. Turning her attention on Shalimar, she said, "Shal, turn around slowly please."
"Uhhhh-okay?" Shalimar replied, slowly turning to her right.
"Turn anthro and repeat; other direction though."
Turning into her anthro form, Shalimar slowly turned to her left.
"Dragon form and stand on your hind legs."
"You will tell me what this is about won't you?" Shalimar asked as she transformed into her dragon form. Due to the little room she had to manuver in, Shalimar had to bend her neck and back at odd angles to be able to fit properly.
"Never mind," Dragon said as Shalimar transformed into her human form. When n**'s voice came over the com system, Dragon said, "Get to the Med deck. I'll be along shortly."
"Nissa, you know the coordinates. Let me know when we reach a suitable slip point."
"Aye aye," Nissa said, taking the pilot's position.
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[+2] To answer Rose's question on the last entry: the Nerissa Altsoba is a HUGE ship--bigger than her sister the Andromeda Ascendant. Nerissa Altsoba could quite comfortably fit at least 6000 people on her before anyone would complain about overcrowding.