"Arca, I know you're here somewhere," she called out, a mixture of irritation and amusement in her voice. "This is your part of the ship after all."<br/><br/>"Who the hell are-" a young man said as he emerged from under a computer on one side of the room. "Myra, sorry, you could've warned me you were coming, I'd have tidied the place up a bit more."<br/><br/>"Clarice, meet Lieutenant Arca," Clarice said. "The Archangel's techno-wizard extraordinare. Where's the captain?"<br/><br/>"He's busy I'm afraid," Arca replied. "But since I can guess what you're here to see I can take you there if you want." Myra nodded in reply. He led them to an especially brightly-lit corner of the ship, in which stood a tall tube. Inside it was a figure dressed in a long blue cloak, little of his body visible beneath it but a breathing device visible just beneath the hood. "Meet the Archangel, a last gift from your future and the reason your powers exist. He's in a deep cryogenic sleep for now, but he can be woken in an instant if and when his abilities are required."<br/><br/>"This is how the ship got its name," Myra said to Clarice. "These guys know their job is to get it here and deploy him when we need him. Unfortunately for them...this is a oneway trip, they can't go back even if they wanted to."<br/><br/>"If you'd seen what our world is like you'd be glad not to return to it," Arca said, smiling slightly. "Besides, none of the crew have anything left for us in our time, its why we were picked for this mission."<br/><br/><em>I've gotta go for a bit I'm afraid, I'll be back in an hour at most. Hopefully you'll still be here then</em>