Starter for @driftvoid 's Spike
ㅤㅤㅤSince Jet came limping (both figuratively and literally) back to the Bebop with his Hammer Head towcraft beat all to hell, the Black Dog's been uncharacteristically quiet. Not withdrawn, exactly, but…yeah, quiet.
ㅤㅤㅤHe'd given an abbreviated explanation for his whereabouts, how he'd ended up with a busted ship and bloodied leg, tangled up in old ISSP business. Jet figured he owed Spike and the rest of his strange companions that much. And while it made him seven kinds of hypocrite for every time he'd bitched Spiegel out about getting the Swordfish shot full of holes, at least there'd actually been a bounty on Udai Taxim. Not much, once ISSP paperwork was done with the transport debacle, but better than walking away with nothing…
ㅤㅤㅤ(Not just nothing. A dead friend partner, a past he no longer trusts, and another wound to serve as a reminder)
ㅤㅤㅤThe Woolongs should cover materials for repairing the Hammer Head, work simple enough that Jet can do it himself without having to dock the Bebop. The repairs keep his hands busy (if not his mind clear), and give the older man someplace to hide away. He's under the MONO boat's chassis right now, upper half hidden in the hydraulic guts of it's harpoon arm, when he hears Spike's distinctive stride approach.
ㅤㅤㅤJet sighs, pausing only for a moment before he returns to ratcheting a loose bolt, “…hey.”