As Grandmaster Carnage began to speak Aoura turned her attention in her direction but rather than looking at the tall woman's face her eyes were drawn to the emblem, a seven pointed star made up of as many slightly curved blades of Red Topaz set in Rhodium, that was the ornamental symbol of full sisterhood within The Crimson Blade Society. Although of course the ones worn by the masters were more exclusive, and larger, than the emblem worn by the regular sisters which was made from zirconium and gold. As cadets and apprentices the four standing before the council wore simple armbands with the symbol sown onto it. While she was perhaps the one among the four who had spent the least time at the academy she had her mind set on one day wearing a master's emblem, maybe even sitting at the central seat in the council's room as grand master sometime in the future.<br/><br/>The mission seemed easy enough on the surface but Aoura had a feeling there was much more to it than what Master Sharktee told them, maybe even more than she actually knew. When the master then looked at them all with her almost electric eyes, that Aoura knew not only shone in the dark but also could change colours depending of her mood and the purpose for which she used them, the small winged teenage girl met those eyes and nodded affirmatively. She had no questions at this time, or rather she had a million of them but none she believed Master Sharktee to know the answer to since none of them related to the mission directive as much as to what they might find when they arrived at the titanium mines at High Hill.<br/><br/>The ship that awaited the four apprentices at the docks was a Black Stalker, one of the fastest and most agile ships ever built. It easily outran any of the Galactic Federations interceptors. It had a minimal but advanced weapons system and a cloaking system that made it virtually undetectable even to the most advanced scanners. Apart from the one docked at The Crimson Blade Academy there were only five more made. Aoura smiled as she saw it being prepared for their departure by the ground crew. She might perhaps not be a techie but Master Shadow had signed her up for pilot training and ever since her first supervised flight in a V5 fighter she had dreamt of flying the shiny black beauty before her eyes.<br/>"Anyone mind if I take the helm," she asked as casually as she possibly could.