"If I find even a single one of you on this ship I will send the rest of you their body parts by mail piece by piece," he calls after them, before he runs towards Morgan to see what she's looking for.

On the other side of the deck getting a good angle for her shot because she's pretty sure that tiny vehicle in the distance is his and she is going to blow it to fucking pieces.

"Who's that? And why is the ship's cannon moving?"

"Remember that guy I wanted to kill. Him."

She has really good aim and a really big gun and if she can use these to make that bastard dead that would be dand—

Her gun moves without her, just at the moment of firing.

Pointing up and up and "FUCKING DAMN IT!"

Her laser clips the gigantic, stupid gun above. That. Is probably bad.

He looks up at it and then at Morgan. "Why the fuck did you—?"

"ALSO HIM!!! Fucker saw me and fucking..!!! God damn it this is going to be a massive shitshow." She turns on her heel to point at Zash. "He wants the plant. I know you're going to say no but please just let him have it he is going to turn this ship into a bloodbath."

"...I don't know that I'm going to say no. Is it going to not be a bloodbath if we just give him the plant?"

"It.... could go either way," she hedges, wincing. "I don't know, but better odds."

C'mon Morgan focus you know how to do this tell him what he needs to know. "Knives's telekinesis thing. Legato," and she points at the little vehicle in the distance. "has it. Like, like little fucking strings he puppets stuff by. Except also fucking Zazi thinks it's fun to let him look around to extend his reach."

He gives Morgan a look. A second of a look, which somehow manages to communicate both "we are going to have a conversation about this" and "sigh. I kind of knew it but also sigh."

Well, Nai's telekinesis has a range limit, so maybe if he shoots the wheels of the car that's following the ship...

Yeah yeah, she knows.

"He's going to be watching for," she begins, and then her gun moves again of its own volition. Not to shoot at anything, just as a gigantic thing to crash into Zash with, Morgan dragged along with it.

He was not expecting that, ow. Fighting someone he can't read intentions off of is going to be a lot more dangerous. He gets up from where he ended up nearly across the deck from Morgan and then he dashes towards the railing again to fucking shoot.

The railing in front of him bends and attempts to clothesline him.

...no? Fuck off?

He doesn't manage to dodge, because being clotheslined by railing was also not something he had expected, actually, what the genuine fuck, but he can let the momentum of the railing push him far enough back that he can roll with it and then jump to his feet.

Okay, environmental dangers, that's what he needs to watch for, what the fuck is this guy planning to do with the ion cannon anyway...

"Zash! Stop!! I want him dead more than anyone in the world but he's toying with us!! It's not worth it when the ship's about to—"

From above, there is another crunch.

And then the ion cannon starts slooooooowly falling towards the deck.

...no, what. What!!!!!

"That's bullshit. This is bullshit." Shit he doesn't have a way to stop that with bullets and grappling hooks, how slow exactly are we talking...?

"You see why I want him dead," agrees Morgan, faintly.

It seems like it's falling, but a lot of the supports holding it up aren't broken yet, and that's slowing it down the whole thing. A bit. But not much.

"Uh, cut the barrel of the gun off and, get it away somehow...?"

He looks at the cannon again. Then at Morgan. Morgan's gun, to be precise. Then up at the four enormous cranes that the ship uses to grab boxes of cargo. Then at Morgan again. "You cut the cannon's barrel with your gun once that's safe," he says, and without explaining anything further he dashes away.

"Yeah. And shoot any bugs you see!" she calls after him, though that probably won't be enough.

The problem with her gun on full blast, and why she even needed to set up to shoot at Legato in the first place, is that there is a hell of a kickback. It's also what probably caused the whole slicing problem that led to this mess. So. She needs to get set up at a place she can shoot through the entire barrel, without getting thrown somewhere or messing up the long beam cut. And preferably where there aren't any fucking bugs that could see her and throw off her damn aim.

You know what? It will be fucking enough. Once Zash realises what Morgan means he systematically exterminates every bug within a radius of about half a mile around this damn ship.

("Aw, maaaaaaan!")

And then he gets into the cabin that controls the cranes, which is abovedeck and is consequently vacant, and gets to work.

The bodies of four cranes start stretching up to their full heights at the same time as the rope that connects their claws to their tips starts slowly unspooling. Once those cables have unspooled enough, the cranes start swinging, and swinging, and swinging, acquiring enough momentum that they can then be swung in the direction of the barrel of the gun and fully wrap around it a couple of times each before finally being launched back and down onto the sand. Effectively, there is now a huge source of pressure pulling the cannon away from the direction the ship is going in, which does start to arrest its momentum but if Morgan can deal with cutting the cannon off soon the ship should still be able to move forward fast enough that the severed barrel will be able to fall harmlessly onto the sand rather than down onto the ship itself, crushing the innocent passengers inside.

She sees her moment, and takes it.

It's a little bit of a bitch to steer, but she's a small candle burning twice as bright. She can pull it off, and then does. Even more amazingly, somebody doesn't fucking sabotage her! That's probably courtesy of Zash, actually. Thank you, Zash.