*The craft begins to lift off and the pilot tries to gun the motor but is disrupted by a small but hard yank down to the ground. The pilot turns to the creature that has his craft in his paw and is pointing to the ignition key. The pilot reaches out slowly with his shaking arm and powers down the craft. The rotors slow to a halt and as you get a good look at his racing jacket dirty, jeans and shoes to small for his large rabbit feet so he had to cut the front ends off. The Pilot looks up at you in fear with his over sized helmet with holes drilled for his rabbit ears to stick out and orange tinted goggles that glint in the morning sun. The pilot is too struck with fear to say anything*