He’d pulled a preliminary maintenance check on both spacecraft earlier, but had only gotten through 50% of the micro-refurbishment on this one and none on the other. He was confident that it would operate without incident, but there had been minor degradation of some systems after so long in storage, which could be trouble in any prolonged campaign. Fortunately this mission should be little more than a planetary drop and return. The Matriarch was near death, as gleaned from the Rikator’s mind, and regardless of the outcome this would be a short stay. Riax wasn’t a med tech, nor did he have access to a proper med bay, but the small devices in his possession were probably considerably more advanced than any full scale medical facilities in the present-day galaxy. He might be able to help her, if not he would know quick enough. The prong-like Human fighter exited the Resolute, maneuvering on magnetic drives that let it ‘grip’ the planet’s magnetic field and provide propulsion in any direction, essentially crawling along it.
