34:15. The agreed on time. Everything Captain Lanthin-Fadira had worked for in the last weeks was about to come to fruition. Or not, in which she and her compatriots would most like be gunned down by the security forces. As the last seconds of the minute ticked away, she got up and walked towards the wall, keeping a safe distance from it. Right as she started wondering if something went wrong, a loud explosion shook the ground. A large chunk of wall was now strewn across the premise. Immediately, the sirens shrieked, and several armed guards came rushing to where the hole was. Thankfully, that hole was not on the side Lanthin-Fadira was standing at. Casually she tosses a grappling hook over the wall, hoping it would catch on to something. The first two tries were a failure, but as usual, the third time was the charm. Quickly, she climbed up unto the wall and hopped onto the roof of the hangars. Through the emergency escape hatch on top, she climbed in.<br/><br/>What she saw was not exactly what she had hoped. While all the crucial elements were there; herself, her navigator, her medic, her guard and a human ship, one crucial element seemed to be missing. Her mechanic. She sighed and crossed her arms. "We all agreed on this time, where's Dijitha?" She asked. Most of the crew looked away, as if they knew something Lanthin-Fadira didn't. She picked up on that. "Is someone going to inform me here?"<br/><br/>"Dijitha isn't coming, Captain..." The guard, a tall Mindic woman with a broad physique, elaborated. "We came in together, but... She bailed, last minute." As the last word left her lips, she looked down, as if she felt responsible for the actions of the mechanic. In a way, she was too, since she could have easily stopped the would-be deserter.<br/><br/>"Well, isn't that just great! We can't just turn back now, they'll catch us for sure. Can anyone here actually fly this thing?" She gestured to the human spaceship,which unlike the more elegant Mindic spacecraft, looked more like a rectangular box with some fins and the edges rounded off slightly. It was quite large though, more than enough space for the five, now four, of them. "Well, this is a spaceport... We're going to have find a mechanic. Or rather, I will go look for one. You three stay here and guard the ship!"<br/><br/>With that, Lanthin-Fadira rushed out of the hangar, through the conventional exit. The guards would still be investigating the explosion at the walls, the mechanics would most likely not be sticking around in the middle of the danger zone. The dormitories were the best chance, it was a place where the crew of the many ships that stopped in Dzjauravec on the way to more exciting locations could rest, until their captains ordered them back on the ship. Pulling a gun from her hipbag, she barged into the hallway. Each door held a seperate living quarter, now it was just hoping she would catch a mechanic. Positioning herself in front of the first door, she kicked it in with a loud thud. The door flew open, and inside was a girl, caught in a very suggestive position, obviously doing a little handywork on herself. An awkward glance was given, but after a few seconds, Lanthin-Fadira spoke up. "Right... Uh... Are you a mechanic?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>