Mal looked round through a haze of medication, as he came round in the medical beds of good ship 'The Tranquility' as it slowly moved through the sea. "What... How... Yeah." Zoe looked across from the other bunk, "Afternoon, Captain, glad to see you breathing on your own again." Simon Taan, the newt doctor on the Glowworm class ship, looked up from his notes, "Don't be going standing up too quickly Captain, I would appreciate not having to repair those stitches." "Just be reminding me, what in the name of all that is shiny happened out there?" The weasel captain propped himself up on one elbow to look up, wincing slightly. A pair of grey whiskers poked round the doorframe, the newest crewmember followed through, the water vole, Reverend Goatherd Brook, brought fresh drinks, "Locating and securing that loot in the ruins, then counting it before moving it on the 'Tranquility', delayed us loading." "Noted, next t...