"That works! Go, go!" Lanthin-Fadira encouraged. Taking the captain's seat, which was right behind the pilot's seat, she grabbed on to the leanings. They were probably already on borrowed time. "Everyone ready?" She asked around, and she got three nods from the other present. "Take off!"<br/><br/>Not a moment too soon either. As the ship started to touch off from the ground, a door opened, and a large Mindic man pointed up at the departing ship. Whatever he shouted was unheard, drowned out by the noise of the thrusters on the ship. A moment later, three humans barged in through the same door, pointing at the ship and waving their fists at it. Obviously, they were not to happy with the fact that someone made off with their transport. The overhead hangar doors opened, revealing the clear, blue sky of Dzjaur. "Let's get out of the atmosphere so we can jump. Our own ships can't outrun us if we use that space-fold something the humans have." Coincidentally, if they didn't manage to use the Space-Fold System, the Mindic ships would outrun them without any effort.<br/><br/>"Come on, mechanic, step on it!"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>