Nazia went back to the ship, searching for the medbay. When she got there and opened the door, Arkangel was nowhere to be found, even though he had suffered more injuries than her. She must've taken quite a while to find the thing.
What was there, though, was a battered rebel, tied up to a chair and manacled to some assets on the wall he was next to. Walking in was uncomfortable, both of them chancing glances at each other, one with wary and confused eyes and one with tired and glaring eyes. By the time she had sat down to bruises on her back, they hadn't said a word. She supposed it was going to stay that way.
"Let's spin up the drive. Something about this upcoming ship spooks me and I don't think handling it will be worth our time."
With an, "okay" he pulled up the jump map. There was only one option, so he took it. With a bright flash, the ship jumped. Soon after, many blips appeared on the map, too many to comprehend. Most of them were obviously false. What was obvious, though, was the rebel outpost that could be seen from right outside the reinforced glass pane. It was a grey sphere, with some remnants of construction evident on the sides. It looked quite formidable, but Cathos couldn't stick his finger on the reason. The small amount of AI scout ships and one or two manned ones weren't it, he could count them on his fingers. The size wasn't that big, only the size of a small flagship. No, it was something else, some other unimaginable power to it. He didn't have too much time to dwell on it, though, as he immediately received a hail, which he accepted, as there was no reason not to.
"State your buisness, this isn't a- hey! You're that ship! Prepare to die!"
Injustice Rains From Above!