Phoenix Feathers, Part II

Chapter 7

Disclaimer: Joss is Boss, and something about these creations of his speaks to me, so I just have to cook up some of my own Stories of the ‘Verse.

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Phoenix darted through the crowded streets of Dyton City, careful to keep the Stallion’s doctor in sight at all times as they ran back to the ship. This was no easy feat, but he somehow was managing it. For her part, Koyi was flagging a little, but was running on enough adrenaline that she could keep up with him.

After another minute at Phoenix’s torturous pace they caught sight of the docking bay where the Stallion had been berthed. The pair slowed down to cut across the stream of passerby before entering the berth through the hangar door.

They were immediately set upon by the Cody, who looked even more frantic than usual.

“Thank Buddha, you’re both okay!” he sighed. “We were so worried about you when you didn’t come back…”

Looking over the mechanic’s shoulder, Phoenix was relieved to see Nebula slide down off of her perch on one of the cargo boxes to greet them. He hadn’t had time to bring her all the way back to the Stallion, so she had been all alone for most of the way back to the ship. Apart from being a bit winded from her own escape, she didn’t seem to be suffering from any of the shock which could come from being caught in the middle of a gang war.

Phoenix looked over at Koyi, who was holding her side as she caught her breath. She didn’t seem to be affected either, but Phoenix couldn’t really tell. The doctor kept most of her emotions locked away inside of herself. Anger appeared to be her one constant state of mind.

“We’d better get inside in the event that they ‘ad us followed, then,” he told the others.

Koyi nodded tiredly, and Cody led Nebula back up the Stallion’s ramp. An expression of pure surprise was evident on her features, and Cody noticed.

“What’s up, Neb? You okay?”

He sat Nebula back down where she had been when Koyi