A couple of Marines stuttered stepped when the Princess stood up to get a closer look of the action. They stopped instantly seeing the subtle gesture from Captain Black to leave her be. He had the impression she was intelligent enough to know not to touch certain stuff. He was finding it appealing that she was taking such an interest. While not in the battle but the mechanics behind it. The corner of Jeremy's mouth turned up slightly as his Gunnery Chief started saying words from one of Queens's more infamous songs. It also served to lighten a normally tense atmosphere on the bridge as even the Helmsman, next to the Chief, began humming the tune. As morbid as it was, it fit the situation. The Pirate fighters didn't stand a chance against the combine might of Valkyrie, Crimson Lance, and Indigo Squadrons. They continued to disappear into the void of space.<br/><br/>Eventually the battle came to a close. "Captain, Scopes are showing clear of all hostile craft." The Radar tech reported from her station. "Very Good, Recall All Fighters. That includes Valkyrie squadron. Inform them that Medical teams will be standing by to receive Wounded. Send out Search and Rescue team and see if we can find any survivors. Have Red Squadron provide Cover." Jeremy stated evenly. His orders were repeated smartly and precisely by Maria, He Executive Officer. "Damage Report." He inquired next. "Captain, We received direct hits on decks 13, 16, and 20 on the starboard side. No hull breaches." Came the reply. Jeremy nodded. He figured these pirates didn't have the weaponry to dent the Musashi's Armor, and he was relieved that he was right.<br/><br/>Jeremy walked up to The Princess. "My apologies, your Highness. I wished to have been able to give you a better impression of our Race. Rather than the constant displays of Violence that we seemed to have forced you to witness so far." He said quietly. He wasn't so much apologizing for his people, but more for the circumstances that He felt they thrust upon The Royal Princess and Her guardian. Once he said his peace, he stepped away. "Reduce Alert level from Red to Yellow, Keep a watchful eye for ships entering or leaving the system." He commanded as the dull red glow of the bridge brightened back up to Normal levels. "I am going to greet our new house guests. Commander Berlini, you have the Con." He said as he stepped off the bridge. Maria straightening and responding with an "Aye Aye, Captain." Jeremy made his way down towards the Fighter bay. The Crew flattening themselves against the corridors as he walked. Him giving off the Pavlovian salute in return to all the ones he was given. There was one thing, Jeremy had to admit he liked about the Musashi. While the crew worked and operated as if on a military vessel, There wasn't the almost overbearing "Stuffiness" Of a military vessel. It allowed the crew work far more efficiently in the slightly more relaxed atmosphere.<br/><br/>Jeremy finally came to the fighter bay as the last of the fighters landing. the Rear hatch closing as the bay was pressurized, Tech crews and other hanger personnel began sprinting to their tasks of Rearm and damage assessment. They began crawling over the Fighters with a trained eye. marking on Data terminals of damaged sections of Fighter planes and which squadron they belonged to. The more heavily damaged Fighters were slated second priority as the less damaged fighters were made first Priority as they had the quickest turn around time. "CAPTAIN ON DECK!" came the Call as Jeremy stepped onto the deck. Everyone coming to attention. "As you were." Captain Black stated as he didn't want to interfere with their Jobs. He approached one of the members of Valkyrie Squadron and inquired to their Flight Leader. He was pointed to a rather curvacious woman stepping down from the ladder. Jeremy thanked the pilot and began walking over.<br/><br/>He was aware that he was still in his Full dress Uniform from meeting with Planetary royalty, and that he didn't have time to change out to his Normal Duty before the Fighting broke out. As he approach, he gave his Uniform a tug to straighten out, and ensure the eye patch covering up the damaged area of his face was properly in place. As the Ship's captain. He held himself up to a high standard of Appearance as he Represented his Ship and crew. He wanted others to have as high opinion of his crew, and the Musashi as he did. Once he reached the woman. He stood and waited a polite distance away while she removed her helmet. "Greetings. I am Jeremy Black, Captain of the Musashi. I Wish to welcome you and your squadron aboard. I am pleased to see we were able to make it in time to be of assistance, and my condolences for any pilot you may have lost before our arrival." Jeremy said as he held out his hand to shake. His singular blue eye looking at her eyes as the tone of his voice was warm and genuine.