Mountainside:<br/>Proffesor Akira wipes his eyes from the everpresent dust. "Yes, it had to be a second rock. Small one this time..." He coughs loudly and continues. "We could have been goners, but now it's time to enjoy the spoils. First set up the big light and I'll make a photo of it the way it is..."<br/>Under his breath, proffesor whispers "My chance at fame is here. Big pile of fame."<br/><br/>That branch nimble Ryari balances on? Yeah. Dry, creaky and about to 'take a break'.<br/><br/>Beach:<br/>Under the pale light of the moon, the two women converse. Galactical enforcer of the law and a royal scion of the kingdom under the seas. Both of them very much out of their element now.<br/><br/>Sachiko wades towards her ship, from which whiffs of smoke and sparks of electricity fly into the cold night air. There's little to save except some basic items she had. Sachiko recovers her music player, a plastic sheet of 'galaxy police most wanted list',two pairs of standart issue super high-tech handcuffs and a cute fuzzy mascot to give to lost kids to stop them crying.<br/><br/>As the ship sinks, the waves continue to beat savagely onto the shore. Only Aquarius is likely to know that when ocean behaves like that, it can mean something.<br/>Perhaps that back amongst the coral palaces someone is angry and calling out.