October 28, 2011, 6:24 PM (Cubicron Buffer Zone) --- Quickrazor lowers himself to the ground, one thruster misfiring slightly. This does not reflect well onbthe medic's skill, but he's been distracted by many things recently...of which this little side trip is only one. Landing gently, Quickrazor has a look around, almost wishing he'd brought his blade. That wouldn't /help/, but it wouldn't have hurt either. Quickrazor nods. "As long as it's clear. I need nothing at the moment, but I will remember you. Where are you most easily found?" He assumes she is NOT welcome in Polyhex.