As Seth and Enoka chat with the two crew members, the Serenity draws closer to its destination. Down in the medbay Vil and Mal speak as the Marshal is patched up.
"So Vil, what brings you all the way out here? Especially while in the company of such fine and upstanding looking citizens."
The Marshal chuckles.
"As fine and upstanding as yourself Mal I would say. Let's just say I am helping out a friend with a....delivery."
The Captain catches the slight hint and nods his head
"Ah....I see, say no more. Well, I can promise you safe travel to Yewanrey, after that...."
"Don't worry about the local guards or any of that. I will see to that."
From a small device on the wall a voice echoes out.
"Mal, we are coming up on Yewanrey. We doing a drop and hook or landing?"
The Captain moves over and hits a button on the side of the device.
"Take us down Wash. I'm being told we shouldn't have any issues with the locals, and if so this would be a good opportunity to restock and whatnot."
Releasing the button he glances over at Simon.
"So Doc, is he good to go yet?"
"I would say so, all patched up. Though I would advise getting into any tumbles or anything until those stitches have had a chance to set in."
Both Mal and Vil head out of the medbay, the Marshal noticing the Technic nearby and gesturing that they were headed topside. Reaching the deck they watch from the railing as the ship lowers down and settles on an open patch of ground a short distance from the walls of Yewanrey. Lowering a gangplank they head down in time to meet a handful of guardsmen. The leader of the group approaches the two men.
"We have no scheduled airship arrivals at this time, nor did we receive any contact noting anything. Explain your business at once."
Vildayvin pulls his coat open slightly, the sunlight glinting off the Marshal badge on his chest.
"Official Marshal business. They have been assisting me, therefore they shall not be harassed and their vessel is exempt from any searches or anything else. Do I make myself clear?"
The guardsman stumbles for a moment, clearly surprised to suddenly be facing a Marshal.
"Y....Yes sir. I do apologize, we will be off now."
With that the guardsmen turn and head back into the city. Letting out a chuckle Malcolm turns towards the Marshal
"I gotta say, it never gets old watching you do that."
"Well...I'm sure you are aware it is not something I do often or without reason. You and yours pulled me and the others out of one hell of a bind, gave us transportation as well as medical aid. I figure this makes us even, especially if you are up to your old tricks."
"Me? Nah, I am a perfect legitimate and honest ship captain."
"Riiiiggghtt."
The two remain at the bottom of the gangplank until they are joined by Seth, Sebastian, and Enoka. Placing a hand on the Captains shoulder the Marshal nods.
"Well Captain, I would say this is the point where we part ways for the time being. Thank you once again for your assistance and may you always keep flying."
Malcolm nods, smiling at the last bit.
"Oh, I can promise we will. Good day Marshal...Sir....Sir....M'am. (He nods at Seth, Sebastian, and Enoka as he passes them."
Vildayvin turns and heads into the town, passing through the streets in a round-about fashion, eventually arriving at the Doctors house once more. Once more Vil simply heads inside, the same old man from before is sitting in one of the chairs.
"Ah Vil, you are back!"
His eyes immediately settle on the case in the lawmans hand
"And successful I take it?"
Nodding Vil places the case on a nearby table. Fiddling with the locks on it he pops the lid and turns it to the doctor. The old man nods and Vil closes the lid. Gramps gets up and walks into the side room and comes out with three purses, the contents inside clinking softly. He hands one to Vil and then one to Seth and the other to Sebastian. He then realizes that Enoka is there.
"Oh, um I do apologize m'am. I am a little busy at the moment. If you would be so kind to wait outside I can see you once I am done with these gentlemen."
Vildayvin waves his hand dismissevely.
"She's with us Gramps. A little bit more muscle we acquired at Southridge."
Vildayvin tosses his purse to Enoka.
"I'll cover her."
"Ahh....well...up to you Marshal. Once again I do appreciate all of your help."
The Marshal nods and gestures to the others to end out the door. Once outside he looks at each of them.
"Well, with that I do believe things are complete. You have each received the agreed upon payment. I do want to thank you all for your assistance, and I do hope some of you have no intention of violating my trust about what was said the last time. There should already be a ticket for each of you at the station should you wish to head back to Brimstone. Perhaps we will meet again, though hopefully not for the wrong reason...."
He gazes at Radobe and Enoka.
"With that said...I believe I will head on over to the tavern. Could use a good drink after all this. Good day to you all."
He slides his goggles up over his eyes and tips his hat to each of them before turning and walking away, a breeze blowing through the street and rustling his long dusty coat.
