"Captain we already patched up all the holes inside the ship, fixed or replaced most of the PDLCs, collected all the spores biomatter we can store and as for the top gauss canon its still gonna take a few weeks to patch it up into working condition."
Chief Mark with a fresh scar on his buzz cut head said while looking at this glass see-through holographic tablet in his left gloved hand as we walked through the corridor leading to the bridge in which the engineers and technicians in their black space uniforms were busy welding pipes and changing burn out cables.
"Good make it a week and a half tops also your second in command really stepped it up while you were taking your sweet time recovering in medbay I think I should promote her once the opportunity arises what do you think senior lieutenant Mark?"
"I see no problem with that Captain she's got talent it would be a waste not to use it to its full potential."
Mark answered as he looked at my paler-than-usual face.
"Captain, you look a bit under the weather maybe you should go to medbay for a checkup?"
Seriously just how dense this guy can be? No wonder his still single.
I thought as I answered his question.
"It's because sex starved devil of mine has been squeezing me dry every day for the past two weeks."
I said because I had nothing to hide since by this time the whole ship knew about it because Lilith couldn't help but brag to her female jarheads about it as I fixed my beret on my head the same as AM's and every other crewmembers.
"Oh, it's that."
Mark nodded sagely as he rubbed his well-trimmed beard with his right gloved hand while I saluted back the two fully geared up saluting MP's with skull paint jobs just like every crewmember now because they earned the right to have it after winning their first battle under my command who were guarding the bridge and entered it with Mark by my side.
"ATTENTION!"
AM gave the command at top of his voice upon seeing me enter causing everyone inside the bridge to stand up and snap to attention by smashing their heels together while leaving a foot-sized empty space between their black waxed and polished combat boots as they straightened their backs and glued their fists to their thighs sides.
"At ease, XO come with me."
I said causing everyone except AM to sit back in their seats and get back to their duties while AM after nodding followed me in my footsteps.
"Alright, let's see it."
I said after we reached the large holographic table in the middle of the bridge.
"You know you said that it's gonna be painful but fuck it was painful as fuck Drac."
AM said as he unzipped his right sleeve and pulled it up revealing a Death Angel armored in black spiked armor holding a pointed downwards greatsword tattoo in a cemetery background with bloodred words with dripping blood out of them written over the DA's hooded head between his wings.
It was exactly the same as mine and in the same place as Liliths, the originals crews, and everyone else who just like with paint jobs earned the right to have it.
"Hmmm, I see you followed my instructions on how to take care of it wholeheartedly."
I said after inspecting the already fully healed tattoo on AM's right forearms inside part.
"Congrats you're officially one of my Death Angels I hope you will live to your name and our code once the next cluster fuck happens."
I congratulated AM as I strongly patted his left muscular shoulder with my right hand.
"Cough*Cough* Sorry to interrupt cap but may I know why did you want to see me personally?"
Mark asked after coughing a few times to grab my attention.
"Yeah about that take a look at this and tell me what you think."
I said as I swiped my hand causing a large abandoned coastal city to appear with a large castle in the middle of the city built on a levitating piece of land under which was filled with water and visible stone docks connected by a bridge to a half-moon shaped clif.
For some reason, all the satellites have been showing for the past two weeks is this place and the techies have been losing their hair because of it since they couldn't figure out why this is happening no matter how hard they tried.
I thought as I saw Mark exclaim in shock upon seeing this.
"What the fuck?! How the fuck is that piece of land floating in the air? Wait, wait let's think It must be some kind of gravitational anomaly right?"
Mark said to himself trying to protect his on the verge of mental breakdown mind upon seeing something that defied all laws of physics.
"Pretty cool right? But what I want to know is if any of the buildings are worth keeping."
I asked as I crossed my arms.
"It's definitely worth it! Although the buildings are built with inferior techniques and are made out of stone their craftsmanship is still exquisite it would save us a lot of time and resources in the colony's initial development stage even though we would still have to repair and upgrade them to our modern standards."
Mark answered confidently and I could see from his sparkling eyes that he wanted to know what made the levitating piece of land tick.
"Well, I guess it's decided then."
I said as I decided on our further actions.
...
For the past two weeks the unconscious Clare stayed in the regeneration tank as the green fluid inside it grew her a new heart, and lung and once it was done the hole in her chest was gone it looked like it was never there except for the clearly new untattooed skin.
And today the completely naked Clare with an oxygen tank and diving glasses finally opened her eyes.
"Die fucker! Die!"
Still in shock from her near-death experience Clare roared at top of her voice as out of reflex she raised her hands in the way she was holding her rifle and pressed her imaginative trigger a few times until she finally understood what was happening.
Wait im alive and im in a regen tank!
Clare thought as she vaguely saw a woman's silhouette get closer to her through the green liquid surrounding her.
Clare, can you hear me?
Clare heard Natasha's voice in her mind as Natasha's image popped up in her HUD view.
"Yes, mam."
Good and no need for the ranks I'm, not the Captain and that's an order doctor's order.
"Yes m..."
Clare subconsciously wanted to add mam but quickly corrected herself.
Alright since you seem to have calmed down there is a ladder on your left can you see it?
"Yes."
Good, I want you to grab it and climb out do you think you're currently strong enough to do it or do you need assistance?
"I... I think I can do it by myself."
Clare answered confidently because deep down she knew that she was currently weak because of her muscles not moving even an inch for the whole two weeks as she turned to her left, grabbed the ladder's railings, and slowly started climbing them up.
It took all the strength Clare had to reach the top and climb them down to the floor.
As Clare placed her wet left foot onto the floor she slipped and heavily fell down.
"Clare! Clare are you alright?!"
Natasha cried out after tossing away her tablet and running to Clare as she helped her remove her oxygen tank and glasses.
"Cough* Cough* Im fine."
Clare said after coughing a few times as she grabbed the railing of the ladder and forcefully stood up revealing her 190 centimeters tall ripped and scarred body mediumly covered in tattoos with curves in the right places and D-sized breasts only to once again lose balance but this time before she fell down Natasha caught hee.
"Alright enough with the tough guy act you're obviously suffering from muscle paralysis so from now on you'll be moving around in the wheelchair until your muscles recover any questions senior private Clare?"
Natasha said in an authoritarian tone while smiling evilly causing all the hair on Clare's body to stand up as she answered in fright.
"Y...YES, MAM!"
"Good, you're such an obedient one..."
Natasha started saying only to sigh heavily.
"...if only the Cap was as obedient as you it would make my life so much easier."
Natasha finished her words as she picked up Clare into a princess carry and carried her to the shower where she helped her wash off the green liquid covering her body and after that helped her to put on her brand new black space uniform.
...
"...and most importantly go easy on the alcohol."
Natasha finished her hundreds of words long what to do and not to do speech as she pushed Clare's wheelchair into the dark bar that once she crossed the doorframe lit up with the holographic sign of Congrats Clare on your discharge and holographic fireworks going off at the same time as her whole platoon and everyone else who was not on duty shouted the same sentence.
"CONGRATS CLARE ON YOUR DISCHARGE!"