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After moving a few hundred meters, Chi ducked into a restroom. Amazingly, there was still some water left in the pipes, and she used the rest of that to clean off herself and some of the possessions that she brought with her. On the wall was a very simplistic and cheap first aid kit, with worse diagnostics than what her biotic-chipset system supplied her. But it did contain some ointment and spray, along with a light painkiller and some bio-gauze.

Chi started worming her way out of her one piece suit. First she inspected her right shoulder that she landed on. Her personal readings told her that it was a hairline fracture, and her limited supply of nanobots were already working on fusing the bone together. Combing through her thick fur with her fingers, Chi could see that it was all black and blue, with some swelling starting to occur. Snapping some endothermic sticks to activate them, she used some gauze to hold them in place against her shoulder. The slow cool was a nice relief to the slow throbbing that she had been trying to ignore.

Next, Chi worked her way down to her posterior, to inspect the burn that she got on her left haunch. The spandex itself was scorched and charred over a wide area, but it did it's job. What could've been a burn straight to the bone had just caused some blistering and singed fur. Which still was pretty damn painful. Chi injected some painkillers around the area first, then squirted the packet of multi-use ointment onto the burn. The painkillers didn't really seem to do anything, but slathering on the ointment seemed to provide instant relief. Chi applied a second packet of ointment just in case, and snapped a few more endothermic sticks, and used a few strips of gauze to cover the whole area. Then applied some spray to harden the gauze and cause it to stick to the skin.

As Chi waited for it to dry before she covered herself again, she glanced in the mirror. Some of her long dark blue hair was matted with blood, and her left brain tail was bruising and swelling. One of her yellow eyes was bloodshot, giving it a pinkish hue. Her light blue coat was a mess, with the fur all matted down and tangled. The white fur that coated her face and her front/underside was in better shape, but was a little discolored from the smoke and fumes from earlier. Chi sighed, and ignoring her coat for now, straightened up her hair and readjusted her brain tails, then applied some spray on the damaged skin to stop the seeping. Chi pressed an endothermic tube to her injured brain tail, and quickly withdrew it from the oversensitive region. Sighing, Chi decided to let it heal on its own, and discarded the tube. Then, she started the difficult task of donning her suit.

After several minutes, and breathing heavily, Chi finally could slip her arms into the suit, being extra careful not to nudge the gauze on her shoulder. All that was left was cramming and stuffing her ample chest into the suit. It really was time for a new one, she had outgrown this suit last year with her last growth spurt, but she could still get her hips inside of it and it wasn't making it hard to breath yet. Besides, she didn't think she would actually need to use her suit, and they were very, very expensive. Chi grumbled to herself about the thought of "not actually needing it" as she positioned her other breast into the too small of a pocket that the suit provided. Running a finger over a crease, Chi could feel the fibers constrict and the suit contract over her body, creating a pressure and environmental chamber that is useless because she busted her helmet.

The last part was fixing her attachment system to her back, on the hindquarters between her thighs but before the start of the tail. With that, she could stick a large quantity of supplies their and not worry about the weight, and everything was horizontal and not vertical like it would be if she attached it to her shoulders. After that was fixed, Chi straightened out her pack, organizing it and stowing the remaining contents of the medkit in there as well. Lastly she inspected her beam rifle. The heatsink had melted and fused during the struggle. With a click, the gun opened up and spat out the worthless component. Chi placed in one of her two spares, and the gun accepted it, fusing back together and becoming a brick again.

Toggling the activation button, it sprouted the stock and handle again. Shouldering it, Chi prepared to finish her run to the auxiliary hanger bay. Stepping out of the bathroom, and sweeping the area for hostiles, she noticed something seemed off. Her ears twitched, and she realised that the sounds of fighting had dissipated. Had the pirates left yet? Was everyone dead? Or was it just this quiet being in the back of the cruise liner? Steathfully, Chi creeped the last few hundred meters to the entrance doors. Interestingly enough, they were locked. Her biochips couldn't get a wireless connection with the door panel, so she rested her hand on it. Still nothing. Impatiently, Chi backed up and looked around for anything unusual, then pulled up the door schematics in her head, and located where the locking rod was. Slicing it in half with her beam rifle, Chi started pulling the doors apart.

After budging it a few centimeters, she put her eye up to the crack and peaked through. Lots of debris and equipment littered the deck floor, and most of the personal crafts were gone or tipped over. Two were burning, throwing noxious smoke into the air that made Chi's head throb. Grabbing the filter out of her pack, Chi put it on before wedging the blast door open enough for her to slip through. She froze when she spotted a pair of reptilian feet behind one of the craft, but then heard cheerful humming and some type of aerosol spray. Why a pirate wanted to repaint and keep one of the shitty personal craft was beyond Chi, but it must of been better than the lifeboats. Sneaking along, Chi pushed the door shut behind her, and hesitantly moved over to one of the remaining upright personal crafts. Being digitigrade was really helping with the sneaking. The ship itself was more or less just a cylinder with a blunt nose and 2 engines on the midpoints, and a hatch in the rear. But the interior was trashed, and the controls all busted up.

It was clear that the pirates had already pillaged the hanger, and the one being painted probably was the last functional one. Pulling out the beam rifle again, Chi sidestepped around the hanger, with the drop-down bay exit serving as a barrier between the two. Being careful to not knock or spill anything with her tail or feet, she moved until she could see the pirate behind the ship. Weaving through trash like flowing water, she was lining up the simple 50 meter shot, when the bay doors started opening. Chi panicked and leaped into an ajar supply closet close by. While cramped, she was able to crawl over herself and turn around to peak out and see what was going on in the hangar area. The large bay door had opened and a 'W' shaped landing craft entered up through it, and landed on the thick doors once they closed underneath it. It took up most of the room, and blocked Chi's sight to the other side of the hanger.

A rear door opened, and a dozen heavily armed cyborg reptilians disembarked, and ran for exits out of the hanger. Another pirate emerged, wearing a captains hat and some golden shoulder pads, and yelled at a few stragglers to get a move on. He then ducked back inside the landing ship, with the door left open. "This complicates thing", Chi thought. She now needed to hijack the personal craft, and move the landing ship, or overpower the drop ship captain/commander, and steal that instead. The problem was, overpowering the Captain and learning to pilot the thing before the pirates knew what was going on. "And what were those grunts doing? Will they be coming back?" pondered Chi.

Checking around the closet showed that she had crushed a few boxes and tubs when leaping in, and their wasn't much besides spare engine parts for the personal crafts anyways. She did, however, find a few water bottles and greedily gulped them all down. Another find was a terminal, and Chi pried off the cover and stuck her paw inside of it. She was able to quickly establish a data link, and soon had her eyes and ears extend across most of the ship. Using ship maps and the remaining functional cameras, she could see that the pirates were rounding up passengers and herding them towards the main hanger bay where more landing craft had gathered. "Not pirates" Chi realized, "but slavers!". Tens of thousands of beings had been on the cruise liner, and it looked like only a few thousand, maybe, were left on the ship. The rest had either been killed, or captured already. Judging by what Chi remembered reading about slavers, she hoped that more had been killed than captured. To be captured by slavers was often a fate worse than death.

Switching to the navigation menus, Chi found that she only had 30 minutes before the 20 minute landing window opened up if she wanted to be able to make it to the planet's atmosphere. She would want to leave as late as she possibly could, to reduce the time the slavers would have to shoot her down. But even if she left at the very end of the 20 minute window, it would still be a 10 minute drift until hitting the atmosphere. "I'll just worry about getting off this ship for now, and take things one step at a time." thought Chi. She rubbed her chin, wondering what she should do next. After weighing out her options, she decided to wait for 30 minutes and try to think of a better plan than punching the Captian in the face and taking the ship.