Darrin's eyes lit at Makari's words and a light blush spread from his neck to paint his cheeks with a light dusting of pink.  Chuckling he responded, "Now, that is one of the most sane things I've heard in a long time."<br/><br/>A combined punch of heat and wind took Darrin's breath for a moment as he stepped out into the planet's atmosphere for the first time.  "Whoo."  He sighed.  Then allowed himself to relax and let the heat penetrate into tense muscles he hadn't even realized were tense.<br/><br/>"We are number five."  He said to Makari, motioning toward their "sail wagon."<br/><br/>The 3 wheeled "ship" was shaped like a wedge of cheese, wide in the back and ending along on the solo wheel in a point. Two long, low seats sat side by side against the wide side, and a stick lay against the left seat.   Steered by rudder control that also worked the sail, the bright orange, and neon green carbon and fiberglass extravaganza was a sight to behold.  "She's definitely a beauty."  He brought his hand up to cover his twitching lips.  He nodded, looking her up and down from stem to stern, before turning, to give Makala a wide smile.  "Please, Commander, I insist that you take the Captain's chair."  he managed, before he began to chuckle again.  "It really is a lot of fun."<br/><br/>