<div class="floatright">(http://i1300.photobucket.com/albums/ag94/Autocad-E/120kyzm-1_zps4e4665d6.jpg)</div><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Your welcome come aboard Captain Sarafina, what brings you to visit?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Thank you kindly," Sarafina replied, stepping aboard the<em>Yuuki</em>, her honor guard of four following close behind. "It's not everyday that you get to see a fine airship like this restored."<br/><br/>Below decks, Michael successfully disengaged the safeties and reactivated the<em>Yuuki</em>'s engines. A power thrumming resounded from the bowels of the airship as her engine purred to life.<br/><br/>Above on the poop deck, Shan Zuk inserted his bird figurine into the receptacle in the ship's wheel. Gears interlocked with soft clicks, hooking up the rotors, flaps and foils to their controls. At a touch of the wheel he could control the speed of the propellers and the angles of the flight surfaces.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, Bonnie tweaked the gyrocompass until its various parts were properly aligned with each other... a narrow ray of pink light shot out from the center of the device, up into somewhere beyond the overcast clouds. Always pointing in the same direction at a particular point high up above cloud level, no matter how it was moved, the bright line reaching up into the sky was visible for miles around.<br/><br/><em>(Now that Bonnie has figured it out, the ray of light can be activated or deactivated as a standard action.)</em><br/><br/>Sarafina stepped up to Aaron, looking around in wonder as the various parts of the<em>Yuuki</em>and their mission powered up and came to life. "I ran cargo for Arano Yuki on the<em>Savanna Grace</em>for many a year," she said. "And for all my years of faithful service, in the end he still chose a gaggle of up-and-comers like you to deliver his ashes. You should be grateful for this honor - and proud of yourself, for being able to make the<em>Yuuki</em>airworthy in so short a time."<br/><br/>She looked hard into his eyes, her hands resting on the handles of her twin scimitars meaningfully. "I can take it from here. Hand over the<em>Yuuki</em>, and you can have the<em>Savanna Grace</em>in turn, to do with as you wish." The four marines behind her, in light leathers with wide-bladed cutlasses at their side, kept wary eyes on the<em>Yuuki</em>'s crew on the deck, ready to draw at the first sign of resistance or violence. Meanwhile, the shipmaester had conveniently made himself scarce, nowhere to be seen.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Everyone's weapons are still sheathed at the moment. The situation is tense but still civil and open for talk, at least for now.<br/>However, the moment anyone tries to do anything other than talk, or starts uttering anything that sounds like magic... roll initiative!<br/></div></div>