~ How did the weak, barely breathing bundle of despair turn into a lively bundle of mischief in less than one hour time? ~ Serafima wondered, as she pressed the ‘alarm off switch’ on her Shadow.<br/>She was not concerned about the main ship, surely the more intelligent of them would figure out sooner or later, that the ‘UFO’ was the dragon. If not, there was nothing wrong with staying on high alert for a while.<br/>So, the Norva calmly watched via Noctis infrared camera, pleasantly surprised that she did not need to remind the Dragon how to fly… well technically he wasn’t flying, but more letting himself drift in the weightlessness.<br/>But playing and<span style="font-style: italic">playing</span>had its limits.<br/>Plus, she had a slight feeling of nausea, as she ‘saw’ the dragon in one place, and ‘felt’ him being somewhere else. She murmured softly, suppressing it.<br/><span style="color: #FF4040">“I should not call myself old, but this youthful energy is a little too much for me…”</span><br/>As the Shadow turned into a block of frozen Nitrogen, the Blood Hunter closed her eyes with a deep frown, entering her mind link to snow forcefully with her magic.<br/>Sending through the link, she now still could watch him ‘playing’ for a while, just being a silent presence in his mind, without disturbing him.<br/>She saw what happened from his own point of view, and only let her presence known through the mental link, when he turned back. The male was apparently making more advances at her. It was funny, watching his actions through his eyes. Seeing herself from the side was not her first time, but it was her first time ‘blowing a kiss at her own reflection’. She grinned inwardly.<br/>Because it was a temporal link, her presence was weak, and she could not use her full power, though, it was enough to keep Snow on his toes.<br/>So, as the dragon lazed around on the shadow like a bikini model, a dry voice resounded in Snows head.<br/><div style="background-color:#000000; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><span style="color: #FF4040">“Done playing, you brat?  Now get off the ship.”</span></div>She pulled back her mental power, re-opening her eyes.<span style="color: #FF4040"> “Noctis, shut down the systems and switch to full manual control.”</span>A sigh emerged from the troubled AI.<span style="color: #80BFBF">“Sorry, Mistress. Please don’t delete me.” </span>Noctis was not fast enough to send the Shadow in stealth mode this time, even though he was responsible for outer perimeter. And failure was not tolerated. One failure was one life.<br/>She just shook her head and her hands flew over the controls. For now she only had manual methods to escape the Ice-block.<br/>Silence filled the cockpit. Fully switching off the Shadow’s power, everything in the cockpit and around the Shadow went pitch black. But she did not need any light to see, her fingers found the controls on her own now.<br/>She had to restart completely to use the startup oscillations to break free! But there was no way that a modern flighter craft was still having the startup vibratons, being fully automatical!  So she had to make them through manual control.<br/>Turning off the engine, the ship escaped her control for a while and started to drift slowly to the side.<br/><br/>Serafima counted the seconds down, then she started the craft.  She set Shadows gravity to maximum weight, while varying the startup settings, maximizing her speed on the controls. Fast, slow, fast, slow, fast. Her fingers were dancing a strange rhythm, and the whole craft started to slowly hum in the pre-start phase!<br/>She switched on the motor, and regular vibrations started to spread through the whole ship.<br/>Oscillation!<br/>Vibrations shook the whole ship – the Ice cracked and finally reached its breaking point. Cracks were building up, but Serafima was still speeding up the variations of the engine output!<br/>Finally, Icy dust and crust basically exploded from the ship, sending the Shadow upwards and out of its icy shell like a freshly hatched bird.<br/><span style="color: #FF4040">“Noctis, reverse stealth mode completely, use the heat output to clean up.” </span>she commanded, and the AI sent heat waves throughout the Obsidian shell of the Shadow, evaporating the rest of the Icy shell out of any orifices in the fighter craft.<br/>Had she done the heating earlier, she would have only damaged the coating of the ship, and worst case forced an explosion of the engine due to overheating.<br/><br/>~This dragon is sure troublesome. ~ She was still frowning, while preparing to ‘grab’ the shifter back from his naughty walk through space.<br/><div style="background-color:#000000; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><span style="color: #FF4040">“First my living place, then my laboratory, next my ship” </span> cold words echoed in Snows mind with no hint of praise. <span style="color: #FF4040">“What do you plan to demolish next?”</span></div>