Buzz! Black and yellow!

A slew of bleeps that would usually work, only to find other jump beacons. "Gumpo, trilaterate the cached coordinates with the autodoc healing my legs. Jon was fairly desolate, apart from Kat, who would apparently be our Mantis crewmember. "That damned Slug's holding everything up!", Kat complained. It was just me. Wait! Stop! Bee! Stand back. These are winter boots. Wait! Don't kill him!