Distracted by the mutterings of Irvine and seeing he is hurt, Heimdall, grabs a med kit. Pulls out a surigine ((sp? if confused he pulled out a needle)).
Heimdall: Well I can't treat him, I can stabalize him enough for our trip.
*Injects Irvine with medicine*
Raschel:I could probably make it past the Golans, but not in this old thing. I'll dock with you, transfer, and let it float off.
Heimdall: Begining docking procedure, hold on.
* The two ships close and dock. A light signals docking is succesful*
Heimdall: Alright Raschel, you can enter at your lieasure, although I say you hurry. What about the rest?
"Dulce bellum inexpertis."
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As Odin says in the Hovamal:
"Praise no day 'til evening; no wife 'til on her pyre; no sword 'til tested;
no maid 'til bedded; no ice 'til crossed;
no ale 'til drunk."