<strong>Name:</strong>Har-Vey<br/>Wounds: 0/12 - Strain: 0/13 - Soak: 2<br/><div class="floatright">(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/ca442772-e588-42e4-9111-05972d090d0c/dchuebq-fc6aec84-6c7c-47ff-9417-a41af1658598.png/v1/fill/w_730,h_1095,q_70,strp/male_viera___final_fantasy_by_sexyloomy_dchuebq-pre.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3siaGVpZ2h0IjoiPD00NTAwIiwicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvY2E0NDI3NzItZTU4OC00MmU0LTkxMTEtMDU5NzJkMDkwZDBjXC9kY2h1ZWJxLWZjNmFlYzg0LTZjN2MtNDdmZi05NDE3LWE0MWFmMTY1ODU5OC5wbmciLCJ3aWR0aCI6Ijw9MzAwMCJ9XV0sImF1ZCI6WyJ1cm46c2VydmljZTppbWFnZS5vcGVyYXRpb25zIl19.KEk0O4vL7vZ18qVk5iQl2zJWR7OVl9EAWFNIMH7OhG4)</div>Location: Swift Vengeance medical bay<br/>Content: Rolling up his sleeves<br/>Time: Unknown<br/>Tag: Open<br/>Destiny: 3 Dark 4 Light<br/><br/>Har-Vey rubbed his chin. This was a place where he was needed, desperately needed. He wasn’t sure what the others would think if he asked them to stay as well. Then again, they might not have a choice initially. Their rescuers were in n need of every last functional component and the small cargo vessel they’d been able planning on escaping in was likely going to be taken and rendered down for parts. The larger pirate vessel was too big to scrap immediately but the smaller one could be stowed and stripped as needed.<br/><br/>They had helped but perhaps that would be taken as repayment for the rescue. The Imperials truly owed them nothing at this point and vice versa. Everything’s by from this point forward was unknown. “If I decide to stay for a while, what are my chances of being able to leave later?” the Lepi asked. “It doesn’t sound like you’re on any kind of transit route. Do you get the occasional ship showing up with cargo to sell on spec and looking to pick up additional goods?”<br/><br/>Add into the equation the very eager medical officer. For whatever reason, she’d developed a sexual interest in him. She was certainly attractive enough, for a human. It was flattering, really, for someone of another species to see you in that way. It had certainly done positive things for his ego. He really shouldn’t allow it to take a role in the decision he had to make but there was no saying that it wouldn’t sway him towards staying at least a little. And even if he didn’t take it into consideration, it was likely to be a welcome reward. He wondered for a moment how the other Imperials would react to one of their available females taking up with an alien newcomer. Potentially not well.<br/><br/>“Any idea how the fighting on the slave ship is going?  And how many other slaves they were carrying?  We might have a bunch more patients soon.”