The Cherry approached Rochester. From the outside, the ship looked perfectly normal. It was sluggish, as it made it’s way next to the station, but that is understandable, since the ship itself is an aging one. The ship barely fits inside the hangar, so Kurumi moored her to the station.
The door on the rear opened, after the ship has moored, and Kurumi walked out of the ship. A thin cloud of smoke followed her as she stepped out. A few Junkers appeared; they wanted to check the ships insides.
“Thanks, but no thanks. You didn’t manage to make things better any last time, thus I already have someone to check her.” Kurumi smiled at them, and blocked their way inside.
One of the Junkers persisted on entering the ship, and started to move towards the entrance of the gunboat, bumping into Kurumi. Kurumi knocked on his shoulders, and as the Junker turned around, all he could see is a barrel of a gun, pointed right between his eyes. “You really are a stubborn one. Maybe a hole in your head would make you change your decision?” She asked in a rather cold voice, and pushed him away from the entrance.
The frightened Junkers disappeared in no time. Kurumi leaned against the ship, and waited for him to appear.
As usual, Transon had been struggling to extract himself from his Recycler. Once his prosthetics were put in place, he proceeded towards the biggest hangar of the station.
Although he had spent half of his existence in there, Transon barely recognized the place for the Cherry looked immense and there was not much room left compared to the size of the hangar when free.
He advanced towards the entrance of the ship and saw Kurumi waiting nonchalantly. Transon remained at a distance from the entrance, and bowed slightly to the lady.
"Sorry for being late, I got a transmission flux from the Deliani, and it would seem that I will actually get to see Alpha, and much sooner than I had expected. Its commander is expecting me to bring one Microsol unit as soon as possible at a rendezvous point that is not at the heart of Liberty."
Though he was quite excited at the prospect of leaving Liberty and discovering the edge worlds, Transon was also looking forward to help Kurumi for two reasons: it was impossible for him to leave a broken ship as it was when he found one, and he did not want to upset the lady. "My top priority at the moment is to get this beauty a working engine though," he urged to add with an encouraging smile.
"May I?" he enquired, still waiting at the threshold of the ship's platform.
“ Konnichiwa.“ she greets him calmly as he approaches the ship. She reaches her hand out, smiling at him. “You are supposed to kiss it.” She looks into his eyes with a charming smile. “As for being late… never mind. You are here now, and that’s what matters. I’m glad to hear that you’ll get to see Omicron Alpha. It’s a remarkable system, even though I don’t really trust its inhabitants. Nothing personal.”
After a short pause, she walks towards the entrance of the ship. “Follow me.” She enters the ship, then, she shows him the way to the engine section, walking afore him. Soon enough, they could smell the smoke. “There. I’ll be around if you need me. I know nothing about engines, so I can’t assist you in any ways. Not to mention, I wouldn’t like to have my dress cleaned later on.” she smiles at him, then leaves.
A few minutes later, she comes back with two glasses, filled with tea. She sits down on a chair, and puts the two glasses on a box next to her. “ Actually… I’ll just stay here and watch you work.” she laughs softly, and hands one of the glasses to him.
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