<div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Alrighty guys, this is it! BESM is a GO! &gt;:3</div></div></div><br/><br/>The fickle swirling patterns that painted the surface of Zural had always been considered mystifying since the planet's discovery, adding an attractive edge to an otherwise hostile system. It's deep purple hue, given an almost scuffed appearance by the thin white whisps of cloud that dotted it's surface, radiated brightly against the black of space, in stark contrast the distant white star around which it rotated. Yet beyond its beauty, Zural offered little else to aid interstellar travelers, as beneath it's lavender gasses was a storm-wreaked world, with it's sunless side only marginally warmer than the empty black beyond it's thin sky...<br/><br/>Following the contours of the planet, a small shuttle broke free of the shadow cast by Zural, zipping into the distant white light with a low whir. The craft, long, boxy and with limited portholes, did little to mask its intent as a transport shuttle, designed simply to move large numbers of people at some tolerable rate. From a cursory glance, the ship's dented and scuffed plating along with it's low-powered engines might have raised questions as to whether it could even accomplish that task. Nonetheless, the transport's heavy plating made it sturdy enough for its long trips, and the faith of its passengers not placed haphazardly.<br/><br/>The interior of the ship looked every bit as dilapidated as its exterior, sharing the same bare-bones design of the entire craft. Gray steel, marked with the slightest hints of rust, made up the walls, floor, and ceiling, the screws and bolts that held them together left in plain sight of the passengers. Fluorescent lights illuminated the two long rows of plastic seats, starting out facing the transport's front before shifting to having their backs against the ship's walls. Most of the seats were filled with a wide variety of passengers, anthros of a wide swath of species with even a few demis scattered between. The only trait that seemed common to them were their lack of possessions and their desire to get away from whence they came.<br/><br/>Kahmori and Sheva were seated near the back of the transport in the center facing seats, lucky enough to be near one of the few viewports that dotted the shuttle. Their far-of location was probably a good choice, as both kitsunes seemed to have attracted their fair share of attention amongst the passengers. Many passengers (especially the males) had their eyes on Sheva since she boarded the ship, the attractive girl haven appealed to many of their sleazier sides. Now that the long trip had put her to sleep, those patrons found their eyes and minds wandering across that perfect body, rolling thoughts that would best remain unsaid, unaware of the potential dangers the shapely kitsune could pose to them...<br/><br/>Fortunately for both, the dirty-minded all seemed to be held off by her companion as she laid against his shoulder. Kahmori had elicited an entirely different response from the passengers, a response that likely explained the vacancy of the seats directly beside and across from them. They could hardly be blamed, with the large white kitsune head-and-shoulders taller than most of them and a powerful body left unhindered and open for all to see. Much like Sheva, however, they could detect little of the geniality he usually possessed, a good heart beneath his tough exterior.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Attention all passengers. The shuttle will be arriving at Kiwara Station in under ten minutes. The staff advises you to collect your possessions at this time.</span><br/><br/>The PA would again go silent with a crack of static, and a number of the passengers would begin to do as the female voice dictated. However, many would continue to sit idly, either deciding it best to wait or simply not having anything to gather. As the shuttle began to turn towards the far-away star, the thin strands of white light began to make their way through the porthole, drifting precariously towards Sheva's closed eyes...<br/><br/>- - - - -<br/><br/>Zural<br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;"><img alt="Image" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t170/Kerdeath/purpleplanet.jpg"/><br/><br/><img alt="Image" src="http://i1009.photobucket.com/albums/af219/sonatawolf/GalaxyMapwZural.jpg"/></div></div></div>