“ALL PASSENGERS OF THE Zaxo, we will be docking at Dormero Station within the hour; have your belongings prepared and make ready to disembark immediately upon docking.”
Cas’ years of military service had him organised and ready even before the announcement was made, and at the docking hatch in time to be first to disembark once docking had been accomplished. Many might have thought the docking was rough, it certainly seemed that way from the expressions on the fact of those waiting to disembark with him, but that was because they had never had to endure a forced docking of a hostile ship.
Cas felt the Zaxo shudder as it settled against the much bigger station but paid it no mind other than to secure his position in front of the docking hatch, through which he exited the moment it opened.
