File 3.2 - Forced Dealings

Exposed wires sparked keeping the silence at bay. Removed plating punched large holes in the interior making it seem deeper and darker than normal. The low vibration of the engines rocked the ship as though trying to put the passengers to sleep. However, the condition of the ship wasn’t the cause of the tensions high between the crew.

“You can’t be serious!” shouted Lellecaucua back at the plan that Wells suggested. Rinn landed the transport outside of a large city on the coast. They hid in a small forest hoping to remain unseen while they completed the real repairs the ship needed. However, they had to get more than medicine for the Commander.

Wells’ shoulders looked crammed with how tightly he pressed his crossed arms together. He stood at the entrance to the cockpit with the rest of the team looking at him. Rinn kept to himself leaning against the wall, despite being higher rank Wells was the second in command after Callein. “I don’t like the idea any more than the rest of you! If it could be helped I wouldn’t get any assistance from those demons.” He glared as casually as he looked over at Rinn, who pushed the plan on him. “However, the Commander needs more medical attention than we can provide with combat training.”

Several of them looked over at Callein. Currently, he laid unconscious, but earlier he briefly woke up in pain coughing up blood. He insisted that they carried out their mission and disregard him. None of them could turn their back on him.

Noinae looked back at Wells still concerned about the risk of the dangers presented with taking the Commander into the city. “But what about being discovered? We’re putting the Commander at risk doing this.”

“I know that! We’ll figure out something.” Wells looked over at the empty spot in the transport. The images of the explosion from the Skin blowing up replayed for him. He tightened his fists staring down Noinae. “I’ve already lost one team member to those demons! I’m not gonna let them take another!” His words made everyone silent. They had mostly been not thinking about the loss of Rivers. They all knew the risks, but a death still didn’t come any easier. “If there are no more questions, the first order of business is obtaining a vehicle.”