Post by Ticoga on Aug 31, 2020 15:51:03 GMT -6
Ticoga groans inwardly at the revelation that he still didn't understand what Anny had been trying to say. He itches the end of his nose at the awkward silence as the hovercraft finally arrives. Several aliens, two of them Beppan, and one elderly-looking reptile step off the craft. The Beppans retrieve a stretcher, and the reptilian alien gives an initial visual appraisal of Ticoga and Anny.
"...Hm... Gone and gotten yourself knocked around again, have you?" the alien asks Ticoga, who shrugs. "Well, come along you two. The ship has a better medbay than the wastelands, I assure you."
Silently, Ticoga walks to the craft and settles into a seat, while the two Beppans place Leech on the stretcher and secure him in the rear with safety harnesses. The elderly alien offers to assist Anny into the craft, if she feels that she needs it. If not, once everyone is loaded on, the craft rises several meters off the ground, and takes off fast towards the outskirts of Suplex City.
From even a mile away, Ticoga's personal vessel - the Direption - can be seen. It is massive in size, circular with green accents along its otherwise metallic silver hull. It is clearly a modern version of the ancient Frieza Force command ships that the World Trade Fleet chose to recreate. The five forward bubble-like view ports and dozen claw-like landing legs give the vessel an insect-like appearance.
Below the ship, the loading ramps are lowered, and the hundreds of plastic and metallic crates are seen being loaded by locals. Ticoga had ensured that each of the several dozen workers were compensated by him personally, to endure the contents of the supplies made it onto the ship unharmed, and untampered with.
The hovercraft comes to a halt near a much smaller ramp, one that appeared to have moving steps leading up into the front of the ship. The two Beppans jump out, and pull the stretcher with Leech off the rear, and head for that ramp as Ticoga and the elderly reptile alien follow suit.