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Nami feels her guts twist. Those words, the meaning behind them – they dig deep down into her own memory. A strange shiver that starts at the back of her skull. How many times has she or someone else near her begged in that way… “There’ll be no hurting here,” she says softly. “I’m Nami, and...

Wincing, Nami draws further back, keeping her hands raised and in view to show that she’s not doing anything. The woman’s reaction makes perfect sense – she must have been through so much, like the others. And trust in particular is a lot to ask right now. “Please, it’s all right.” She keeps...

Nami let herself breathe out, relieved, as she set her tools aside. With a smile she glanced back at Jura and Kaelaen, giving them a nod. She leaned back a little to give the waking woman some space, putting her hands together in a sign that she wasn’t a threat. A thrill ran through her – a...

A closer call than she liked. Nami had to pause to compose herself, unwanted thoughts and feelings bubbling up. The discovery of the implant explained a lot – it was a problem she could solve. Why had the slavers seen the need for this…? Well, often it seemed that the cruelty itself was enough...

Nami took a deep breath as she approached the console. She stood a little taller, more confident, relaxed – she was in her element now, in her own domain, doing what she’d trained for. One by one, engaging sensors to check heart rate, blood pressure, temperature. Beginning the process of...

Nami led the way up the ramp into the ship, to the false partition into the converted cargo hold that hid her medical lab. Clean and new in comparison to the rest of the ship’s interior, shelves and lockers tidily stocked with their assorted instruments, medicines. Nami flinched as, out of the...

Nami felt a glow of pride as the other two spoke about her ship. Her ship. In her journeys since gaining her freedom, Paraselene had been her companion, her only friend in a way – now she had new friends to introduce. Although it did also occur to her what a mess she’d probably left everything...

Nami almost gasped at Jura’s touch, glancing between her and Kaelaen’s accepting faces. Another shiver of emotion, but a warm one this time. A sense of comfort, reassurance. It was an unfamiliar feeling, almost confusing – difficult to trust. But she had to count on her friends, as they counted...

Finally, Nami gave Jura a little squeeze of thanks before gently separating from the hug. Wiping her eyes, she looked up at the other two. “I-I let you all down, I’m sorry,” she said. “But, now you know. I probably won’t find my bag again, but I feel like I have to try. Seems like every credit...

Nami gritted her teeth, still trying to hold back the feeling – her resolve lasting about two seconds. She wrapped her arms gratefully around Jura and hugged her tight, shuddering as the tears began to flow. Feeling the tension ease ever so slightly as she focused on Jura’s comforting words.

Nami shivered, her pulse racing, as the memories flashed back through her mind. “No, we – we’re not safe here. As long as we stay, we should make sure nobody is left alone.” Everything she could think of to say or do added to the house of cards that would fall down around her as soon as her...

Despite her worries, Nami couldn’t help but laugh a little at Kaelaen’s comment. “You’re right,” she said to Jura, “but I just don’t know what else to do. I mean—” She sighed. “We really need to get credits somehow. And if I start offering treatment to people here, competing with the clinic, it...

Nami bit her lip. She didn’t want to delay treatment, but Jura’s mention of quick action put other thoughts in her mind. With their worries over credits, even the slim possibility of recovering some of her lost belongings preyed on her mind. It felt like a long shot, but, if that – that man had...

For a moment Nami could only stare, trying to read the meaning of Kaelaen’s reaction. Was she getting herself into a new kind of trouble here? But she did need friends, people she could count on, and maybe— The clank of Jura’s arrival brought her back into the moment. She looked the cart over...

Nami nodded slowly. “I can understand that,” she said, “and I do appreciate it. I know all about debts.” She paused. But it had to be said, sooner or later. “That’s part of what I’m worried about. I owe a lot of credits to some…bad people. I don’t want any of the consequences of that falling on...

At first Nami stood in silence, mind still fizzing with the overload of her recent experiences. It was no good. Perhaps Kaelaen were prefer to stand quietly, but Nami found herself needing to speak, to distract herself. “Is there anywhere you’d like to go?” she asked quietly. She folded her...

Relieved, Nami turned to the others. “Her condition’s stable,” she said, “but there’s still the infection to deal with. I can do more for her on my ship. Will you help me move her there? It’s not far.”

Nami took a deep breath before approaching the bed. Reflexively she reached for her bag, where it should be – cursing herself again for having lost it. Without those tools, this would be more difficult. She began carefully checking the unconscious Zeltron’s vital signs as best she could, trying...

Nami winced as the topic of leadership came up again. The last thing she wanted was that responsibility – but some share of it was hers, whether she liked it or not. “You’re not wrong,” she said to Kaelaen, “about us needing to make those decisions. We had to get away from Zygerria – nothing...