12/7 Session

Jeb throws Tank from the top of the canyon towards the person gliding away from the fortress and ship. Tank starts to catch up, but the person she's chasing loses their grip and falls from the glider. Despite the strong winds, Tank dives after them. The winds tear Tank's glider apart, and she begins to free-fall. Tank uses her cowbell to lasso the falling, but still intact, glider that the other person had been using, and yanks the glider towards herself. She grabs the glider, righting herself. She tries again to direct her glider towards the falling person and succeeds this time. As she gets closer, she attempts to grab them, but merely catches a bag of flour. Tank attempts to glide back to the fortress, but is veered off course by the winds. She eventually lands on a ridge on the fort's mesa, but is quite far. Tank climbs up the mesa to the fort.
Jeb returns to the ship. "So how's the disease going? All cured now?"
Callow gestures to Millie. "I dunno. You tell me."
"Well... she's sleeping real sound."
Callow nods. "She's not dead. Which is good news for me."
Tank acquires a 6/8 Time Shimmer in her journey and returns to the fortress by sunset. She puts her acquired bag of flour under her shirt and attempts to sneak past Astra to the ship, but fails as she walks in just as Astra is walking out.
 
Tank: Oh. Uh. Hi. Nice to see ya.
Astra: Tank. You're a male cow... right?
Tank: No. I'm a female cow. I got udders. Why?
Astra: Okay... are you pregnant?
Tank: Umm... no. I just ummm, ah, had too many grits. I gotta, uhh, go to the bathroom. I'll be right back, bye.
 
Astra side eyes Tank as she scurries away.
 
Jeb: Man, I miss-- oh, hi Tank! Did you catch the guy? ... Did you eat the guy?
Tank: I did, but I think it was a decoy. Astra said she was in the vents chasing the person who threw the knife, but when I went to catch the person Astra said she was chasing, it was just this sack of flour!
Jeb: Well... we should go confront her, right?
Callow: It makes sense. She doesn't like Neox, she doesn't like Caveson, so it would make sense that she wouldn't want me to go through with it.
Jeb: That ain't no reason to throw knives at people!
Astra: Would you prefer I shot Callow? Where are all the people who care?
Callow: Well. Rao went to the Astral Islands with a god a few months back, and Corrin's taking a nap because of a migraine.
Astra: You guys are gonna get yourselves killed. Do what you want. I'm gonna keep trying to find out what you did to poor Millie.
Callow: Do you want one of the syringes? I have spares.
Astra: No, I'm good, thanks.
 
Astra leaves.
 
Jeb: What is Caveson doing with this information?
Callow: Caveson's either going to use the data to try to synthesize a cure that can defeat the disease from within the body, and-slash-or come up with a vaccine that can mitigate the damage done to the body after the disease is contracted.
Jeb: Most of those words hurt my head.
Callow: There's a flower in Luvia that can cure the disease, and it would be nice if we could try to get some to Caveson to see if she can artificially replicate what part of the flower is successful at fighting it, but Caveson isn't exactly on speaking terms with Luvia, so when I suggested that, it was a bust.
Jeb: So what I'm hearing is, Caveson is on speaking terms with you, and you're on speaking terms with us, and I'm sure we can be on speaking terms with Luvia.
Callow: That'd be nice.... but I'd really prefer if you didn't go around telling people I'm on speaking terms with Caveson. It could get me killed in some places.
Tank: Well... I think we could strike up some kind of bargain. You're the one able to talk to... I think we should come up with a code name.
Jeb: Big Spider. Everyone's trapped in her web.
Tank: It's brilliant!
Callow: What kind of bargain are you trying to consider here?
Tank: We do a bit of flower pickin' for her, and she gives us what we want.
Callow: I'll ask.
 
If, in the ASTRONOMICALLY slim chance, we could supply you with some of these Luvian flowers, would you be open to granting us free travel access, unbidden, through Galia?
No. There are still places I would rather you not go to.
For how long? I mean, I know you don't want us messing with your void mines in the caves south of Manaki, but I don't know when we'd have this flower for you if we were to obtain it.
Until we are done with our work, of course. Maybe a year?
 
Callow: She says no. She doesn't want us to go to certain parts of Galia.
Tank: Well. Guess she's not getting her flowers then.
 
The group starts their journey to Manaki, but is stopped by a Neox warship and boarded.
 
Soldier: Why are you flying through this territory?
Tank: We're just passing through. Is that a crime?
Soldier: Technically, yes. This is Neox-controlled airspace. Do you realize that?
Tank: Oh, no, I'm sorry. We're just trying to get home. We'll settle down when we get ot Manaki.
Soldier: You claim you're peaceful, but your ship is armed.
Tank: Well, there are pirates out there!
Soldier: We'll direct you to Manaki.... Come aboard our ship.
Tank: Oh, well... we would love an escort, but--
Callow: We have sick people with us; you wouldn't want us boarding your ship and getting near your soldiers.
Soldier: None of you looks sick. Go ahead and land.
 
Callow lands the ship, but the soldiers open fire when the party refuses to disembark. Jeb grapples the two closest soldiers. Callow kills one with her sword, but misses the second one, who fails to disarm her. The ship above them gets into position. Tank grabs the controls and tries to speed away. Jeb throws the two grappled soldiers out of the door and uses a glider to fly in front of the opposing ship's charged laser cannon to take the brunt of the damage. The soldiers wrestle the controls away from Tank, but Tank charms them into helping fly the ship away. U.R.M.O.M. escapes, and they drop the two charmed soldiers off the ship.