Irina stepped over Cornelia's burned remains, and selected an open channel broadcasting throughout the entire ships intercom before punching the button to address everyone on board. Starting with their rescuers, who seemed intent on leaving as quickly as they had arrived. Not that she could blame them, it was a wonder they hadn't killed more of the Kotori. Imagine what being halfy-halfs feels like she thought with a bitter sadness.
"This is First Mate Irina Ivanovova, I wish to parley with the Captain of our rescuers, or his envoy. Regarding the situation onboard my Lilacor," I suppose it is mine now, a decapitated Captain is little use as just a head.., "we are greatful for our rescue, but there are certain things that need to be brought to light, and understood. Perhaps there is a way we can help each other out. I, we also owe you for our rescue." Irina paused, wondering briefly if she could go so far as to promise them reward. The Hell with it, I need to find a way to sort things out, there'll be supplies they can make use of. As it stands there are probably more than I need for myself, now that everyone else is has either expired or unable to make use of such
With that, she let go of the send button. How was she to explain to them that the slobbering, slimed, clawed creatures were actually the victims here. Taken from their homeland by force, coming out to inspect a strange new flying mettalic, thing, before being tranquilized and hauled into stasis cages on the ship they were now. She cradled her head, what was going on? Her mind flickered back and forth between images of swamps, Captain Cherenkov, the Kotori, Arkona and Kotir. Her first though was that she was still in some state of shock, from being shot and waking up from the Chrysalis chamber. That the shock, and immense stress was causing her to hallucinate, but that couldn't be, the images, memories maybe?, were too real to ignore.
Irina noticed that Jerome was still with her on the bridge, holding his rocket-rifle eyeing up the situation warily. "Thank you for coming to our rescue," she smiled at him, a tired but warm smile. They had overcame the immediate danger and were safe for the time being, "I hope to talk with your Captain so that we can sort this mess out and all get home." alive
She went over to the pilots chair and slumped in it, awaiting the arrival of the Prize's envoy. She also began running the ships diagnostics, to see what needed to be done to get her flying properly again.
let's see what we're missing here then...