Osbourne grabbed the cloak and slid his weapon down his back. There was a muted click as it locked onto his body and he spread his wings. "Gladly, I will take to the air. It's been a while." He knelt in the ground and leaped into the air, spreading his dull silver wings wide to embrace the wind.<br/><br/>Celris watched him ascend and hurriedly closed her mouth, going about preparing her own mount. She leaped astride and glanced at Black. "That thing is...." She couldn't find adequate wording and focused on the ride ahead.<br/>She chose a somewhat safer topic, "So are we taking the whole ship or simply stowing away? Honestly, with that giant we could do both. Easily."<br/>Dang, she'd tried to avoid the HighBreed in conversation. She'd long learned to ignored any verbal insults, intended or not, but it still made her angry. If only the anger wasn't fighting with the curiosity and eagerness to see one of those war machines in battle. Maybe on the journey over she could convince it to spar...her fists itched to take on something so impossible...but self-preservation, that old enemy, made her doubt its future occurrence.<br/>"What of supplies? Take and go? Does...Osbourne need fuel? Have you seen one of those before?"<br/>Dangit. She really needed to control her tongue.