Finishing the last of the necesary repairs to the ship, gochii glanced over at Pleego, who had just come back into the vessel, a grave look upon his face after compleeting the burial of the ship's previous members. "Are we about ready to go?" He asked in a somewhat huried tone. "Just about," She replied, taking off her makeshif welding mask. "Have you taken care of our provisions?" A breif pause as Pleego checked off a frayed peice of paper from across the cabin, and then "I think we should be ok..." A thin smile peirced his morbid face as he looked up from the thin sheet. "Were ryaly going then?" This frail sentince barly made it's way to the listeners's ears as it was little more than a whisper. With a warm smile Gochii turned fully to face him, her mask dangling loosely from her finger tips, and she shruged lightly. "No turning back now." And with that she closed all hatches, fliked the lights, along with sevral other devices, and the engin neatly roared to life. "Besides, we dont' belong here... we never have." There was no time for a response, as the air craft lurched into the air, nearly knocking it's passengers from their feet. Light's blinked a strange hazel color, and the ship input the the Automatic piolet course directly from it's origanal departure point, just as it had been programed to do sixteen years ago.
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I just hope there is a very nasty ebil person somewhere!