"As I do not currently have a specific designation, that name will suffice. Merrick-Mercenary, when shall we be taking off?" The Prime had asked. "Right about....NOW!" Merrick said, the ship roaring to life as the ship jumped out of the shipyard. "I'll set the coordinates back to Tatakai. Your welcome by the way, for bringing you here." Meanwhile, the turian and an Alliance lieutenant next to him simply looked around the ship. "Been too long since I've been on the ol' girl." The turian sadly responded, clutching the M-3 Predator Pistol on his body. "Agreed. I'll get Maya here to sleep, and then I'll go check to see if Merrick hasn't messed up in Engineering." The Alliance lieutenant responded. "And I'll go restock the armory. And...Watcher, was it?" The turian said, turning to Watcher. "Thanks for giving me this chance to get back aboard the ol' girl."