<span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Lounge</strong></span><br/><br/>Shaan watched Azrael go down, and heard the distinctive sound of a sword leaving its sheat, and lashed his gaze at Francis, “Put that away, Francis, and cuff him up inside the cargo airlock, we'll decide his fate later.” then he looked at Salonika, not sure what happened to cause this mess, and he held his tongue, as he really wanted to curse his lungs out, but still worried about what just had happened. “What happened, Doc, are you ok?”