They had returned to their DropShip in victory, but not to cheering crowds or thronging fellows. Nor had their return from besting the Nova Cats looked especially triumphant. Naoko Fujiwara, whose BattleMech had been literally shot to pieces around her, had returned to the Baltic Serenade on a stretcher. It would be easier to catalog the few locations where she wasn’t cut, scraped, or bruised than to list her many pains. Her worse injuries were a dislocated shoulder (which had been painfully set back into place in the field) and a neck that refused to properly support her head. She was now in a brace to keep her head still. The Doctor had taken a look before sending her in. He was pretty sure it was mainly muscle strain from having her heavy neurohelmet snap lose from it’s docking cradle.