"Of course," Arca said. "Give me a minute or so and I'll get the data sorted so you can see it more easily." He vanished off into a corner of the ship out of their sight.<br/><br/>"See, this is why I find you attractive," Myra said, grinning. "Well, that and the fact you have the best ass I've seen in a fair while."<br/><br/>"Okay, its ready," Arca called out. Myra walked towards where his voice came from, letting her cloak slip from her shoulders to reveal the trousers that fitted perfectly around her own ass. When they reached the computer terminal he was standing at Myra let out a gasp. The image was that of Earth, but rather than a blue planet full of life it was a wasteland, covered in deep scars in the ground. "This is the future we came from, we came from one of the last remaining pockets of human resistance," he said, pointing to a city of lights that was like an island of hope in the middle of a sea of lava and fire.