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[If one were to pass by the gym and glance inside, they would find Vie. She's bouncing about on the matted floor, practicing fighting motions, flips, turns and going through the actions of general fighting. The girl is moving rather well, footsteps practically silent as she slowly bends to do a lazy handstand. The motion is held for a short moment and then, Vie shifts her weight to balance on her right hand while her left takes place behind her back.

Her expression is one of concentration and she appears, if anything, to be a little annoyed with herself. Setting her hand back to the floor, Vie rolls out of the handstand and moves to her feet. Hands on her hips, the girl breathes a heavy sigh and throws herself into an aerial cartwheel. When she lands again, she rolls her shoulders and tries the action again. It doesn't feel quite right. Vie's out of practise and she's determined to fix that.

With a sigh, she stops and drops to the ground, stretching her legs and muttering to herself in Kirovian. Finally, Vie picks up the comm.]

Illness is something I've not seen on this boat since I arrived here, and yet now with Redd's aid, a large sum of you are sick. If I can be of assistance, don't hesitate to ask. Otherwise, if anyone would like to spar, I'll be in the gym.

[The comm clicks off. Vie pushes herself to her feet and, after a heavy breath throws herself back into her training.]

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[There's a grunt.]

He would sooner remove his own plating than abandon something interesting.

... and you could not take me, in com--[cough hack wheeze]--combat.

No, I couldn't. But be damned if I wouldn't put up a fight.

[Her tone is light and playful, but she means what she says.]

What exactly is the matter, anyway?

Like a good fight.

[He pauses.]

Captain took... issue with self-defense. Made me human... made everything... malfunction.

As do I.

[Vie makes a poor attempt at hiding a giggle. Malfunction amused her, okay?]

Can I ask who it was that made you retaliate as you did?

Big... animal thing. Never seen it here before. Punch the bees and never got punished. So...

[And the coughing starts again, a little longer than before.]

Hm.

[She's guessing it's the same that killed everyone else. This does not sit well with her. Vie's tone gets a little more serious.]

So the animal was a passenger then.

Either that... or the captain has changed his rules... leaving me without stress relief...

[Stress relief that isn't neon yellow, anyway.]

[He's got her curious now. And cautious. And a little worried.]

I can test this theory, perhaps. What deck are the bees on again?

Hmn... Deck six. Follow the buzzing.

[FOR SCIENCE!!!!]

Alright.

[And she's off, neglecting her practice in the name of finding herself a bee to punch. It doesn't take her long to get there. Vie steadies her pace and starts a silent step down the hall.]

Any particular way I should be approaching these creatures?

[Ironhide shrugs - not that it's audible beyond the slight creak of bedding.]

I just punch them in the head. Works for me.

[There's a small pause and then, Vie breathes a sigh. Ironhide might hear the buzzing in the background getting louder and louder. Vie's going for the sneak attack.]

You're a little bigger than me and your punch is much harder. Here goes.

[The feed kicks over to the sound of movement, complete with extra loud angry buzzing and a falcon punch. She did as she was told. The poor bee copped a well placed smack in the head.]

They are insects. Doubt you need to hit them that hard.

[He falls quiet when she does, listening for the sounds of combat. When it comes, he makes an approving grunt on his end.]

You malfunctioning yet?

That was surprisingly enjoyable.

[And now she's just going to avoid the bee and fight off the hurt to punch another one. His question gets a laugh.]

No, not yet. But we'll find out in a day or two, I guess?

Yeah. It is.

[He sounds amused, but it's overruled by another fit of coughing. His response is delayed, when it passes.]

... Be careful. This... this is draining on your systems...

I'll be fine, Ironhide. Don't worry about me.

[She's already on her way back to the gym.]

Should something happen, you'll know.

[He grunts. ... And coughs.]

Worry about who I want, when I want to.