<i>"Tee minus five, Captain."</i>He confirmed, a standard way of showing he had heard the order, and understood. The great, aged vessel groaned, then shuttered as all the systems came to life, Eons old thrusters billowing their warcry into the void as the whole of the Fair Lady lurched, then shoved itself into motion. Choir, organ and engine working in tandem, driving the ship on, guiding it by the immortal beacon of mankind's faith in the Emperor's will. Guarding it from the horrors and terrors of the void and the imiterium of the warp, not to speak of deamons to boot.<b> <i>"All aboard, brace for warp jump." </i></b>The machine man's voice boomed through the ship,<b><i>"Four minutes, and counting."</i></b><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>