<strong>"True, true, lets do this quick."</strong>Sara focused and became a very professional medical technician there on that moment. Her brief list of questions were confirmed by the scans, and before the power began to drain out, she had loaded it all up to a personal, hand-held computer. Slipping it to her pocket she smiled to Roslyn as things got done and taken care of.<br/><br/><strong>"No further alarms, and the power is fading, I think we managed to get away without an incident this time around at least. No boarders aboard means a better jump is ahead than we can expect on some runs."</strong>Sara spoke seriously, humming a bit as she looked around, the lighting dimming and then, a lunging, swift motion that shook her a bit, she managed to stay on her feet though stumbling a bit, as the ship jumped.<br/><br/><strong>"Girls, we are officially home clear and underway within our jump. Were riding the carrier wave, and the making our way towards our destination. Estimating 154 hours before arrival."</strong>A little under 7 days then. There was a serious tone on her voice still though.<strong>"On a more serious note though, I saw our pursuing crew preparing to jump too and they were close enough to see our exact angle. They may be emerging right after us, or if we are really unlucky, before us. So, everyone be ready for possible combat situation on arrival."</strong><br/><br/>The announcement channel seemed to be closing when another voice spoke up.<strong>"Maneuver drive didn't quite like how hard you rode it at the end, going to start a check-up on it right away. So someone else has to do the cooking unless everyone wants to taste engine oil tonight."</strong><br/><br/>Sara shook her head and chuckled briefly, then looking at Roslyn.<strong>"Do you want to go ahead and see the cargo then?"</strong>