As Brisbane arrived by the hangar he finds it quite busy. He is administered by one of the two bodyguards he saw yesterday. Everyone seems to know what to do, yet there was no sign at all of Trueno.
The Naiades is a rugged ship, with huge armor plates bolted onto it, gun turrets facing in every direction. In the front it has two horns which look more like battering rams or grappling hooks than anything else. In the interior everything looks practical, easy to repair, heavily used but in absolute perfect shape, the ship is clean and very good maintenance.
With his luggage stowed away Brisbane notices he is not the only one in the passenger part. A shape with a black linen sack on his head is firmly tied to one of the seats, not moving an inch.
The crew seems to start ignoring him and the shape. From somewhere in the actual cockpit area he hears a bit of shouting in a very thick spanish accent followed by guttural laughter.
Some ten minutes later Trueno stumbles through the ships entrance, he looks like if he ha a massive hangover but certainly quite content. While he rubs his head and exchanges some words with the crew about the departure he greets Brisbane: "He hola amigo, perdon me being late- business was rough this night,si? All bueno? ah and ignore the gringo over there si? Another business venture...or one less to cross me si?
He moves to the side of the bound shape, smacks him soundly where his face probably is and then grasps his "hair" shaking it left to right.
"Don't worry amigo, he can't hear or see you...we will have to fly a little detour though...vamonos,si?"
Some minutes after that, the Naiades exits the hangar, followed by the lights of a much smaller craft. Surprisingly they do not head towards Sigma 17, instead towards Honshu.
There, the Naiades docks to the ship that has been following them- from the near, it looked like a flashy libertonian racer, and a corsair piloting it returned to the Naiades. After this, the sound of some heavy laser banks being fired is audible, then the flight continues in silence until the transport reaches Omicron Gamma.
Landing on Cretes spaceport, Brisbane is immediately shuttled off to Myrtos Villa, where a reception is already waiting for him. Trueno promised to join soon after, talking about taking care of business first.