When the void shutters closed and the ships sudden jerking slowed, Abida regained her balance thanks to the Sister. The tendrils in her boots that held her in place also then retreated when she pressed the glyph mark again. With that she released the hand of Sister Naser and turned for a moment to face the door. She once again bowed respectfully to the Lady saying "Well, now that we have a destination perhaps it is time I get to the medical ward. I have to finish stocking the pharm..." she stopped right there remembering the term more commonly used "Apothoc.. Apothocarium?" she shook her head "I need to get back to cooking medical supplies." she finally said bluntly. When the machine man left, much to Abidas relief that the skull would no longer glare at her, she headed for the door. She stepped out and  headed into the winding corridors of the great Ironclad vessel. She pulled out a unique laser pistol from her large messenger bag, clearly a device also of Akkadi design. She placed it within the holster that was around her waist and then went about walking. As she did so she whistled a little tune that echoed through the vast ancient corridors of the great vessel. The lithe and slender woman moving swiftly across the corridor floors and her bobbed hair moving sharply as she turned her head from time to time to ensure she reached her destination.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>