"Flashback"

[Char Aznable]

Nika smiled. It felt good to show a few goons who was the boss for a moment - even if it was just for a moment. She gently pushed the Lieutenant back down on the bed - her wounds, even using the best medical tools available to her, would take a while to recover. Two weeks, at the very least.

"No worries, would've done the same for every patient. Don't need more people dying on those tables."

She offered her right hand, small, sleek, almost like the hand of a pianist. Pretty atypical for a hessian, especially the Wedding Band on the ring finger.

"I'm Nika. And before you ask, Flieger. Came here from the Five, they got a real doc there - and that meant they could use me here. Oh, and try not moving to much. I'd hate it to have to cut you open again, one time's enough."