Calael's eyebrows rose. “That's a considerable amount of luggage.”
“I don't like leaving things to chance.” She shoved one of the bags over onto its side and opened it. She pulled out a sword and tossed it to Jerry.
He caught it and looked at the scabbard. It was leather military issue and was branded A.C.S. Sunfire. Her “requisitioning” apparently included accessing the battlecruiser's weapons locker. He opened his mouth to ask her just how she managed to do that, but something else flew towards him, cutting off his words. He snatched it out of the air. It was a wrist comm, similar to the one he had broken.
“The Ladies' Auxiliary has trained you well,” Calael said in an admiring tone. “Your... precautions... are impressive.”
“Thanks. Ever since the Mentarch cut me off, leaving me to f
