Back on the ship...

[cityship]

An army cannot function without any support! Which is exactly why what was going down on the ship was so vital to what was happening planetside. Shuttles between the two managed to bring a few of the crew back up and can be used to send supplies back down. It was a vital service in this time of crisis.

[Support dudes and on ship action can go here!]

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Re: Bridge Crew

[governmentninja]

Sherry!

Leon had never been so happy to be interrupted in the middle of a crisis, ever. He hugged Sherry tightly, for a moment forgetting about everything still going on, and let out a breath of relief. He silently thanked... someone up there, whoever that was, for this.

"Sweetheart, are you okay?"

Re: Bridge Crew

[in-venting.livejournal.com]

It took a moment for Sherry to catch her breath before she nodded against his shoulder, messing up her bangs.

"I was scared," she breathed. Her little heart felt like it was going to hammer itself out of her chest. She was also a little bumped and bruised from being jostled in the crowd, but she couldn't feel that under the incredible relief of being Dad-hugged. "I didn't want to be left behind."

Re: Bridge Crew

[governmentninja]

"You weren't going to be left behind," he promised her. "Your mother and I would never let that happen, understand?"

Re: Bridge Crew

[in-venting.livejournal.com]

Sherry sniffled. She wasn't made for Ohm, apparently, but then again who was? Sherry gripped Leon tighter. It was probably going to be a bit before she was willing to let go.

"I understand." Even though that guilt-inducing little voice in the back of her mind clucked its tongue.

Re: Bridge Crew

[governmentninja]

He gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Good."

He was about to set her down, but he knew that grip meant she probably wouldn't let go for about fifteen minutes. He looked at her, and gave a sort of sideways grin, then cocked his head to the side. "Now swing around back."

Not that he terribly cared about looking Commandy, but it was easier for him to use his hands if Sherry was piggybacking him for the time being.

Re: Bridge Crew

[in-venting.livejournal.com]

Sherry did just that, and rested her head against Leon's shoulder. Her little legs were locked around his waist and her arms around his neck. Barring a blow to the ship or a crowbar, Sherry wasn't going anywhere.