- No reason to delay. - Caroline got up as well, taking a detour to the counter to pay for her drink. - Tell me, John. Where do you plan on sheltering me during my stay?
He had been thinking about this for a while. Ideally she should be shown the hospitality of a prison cell. Althought was most unfair considering she hadn't actually done anything wrong. ''My home, if you choose to accept, has more than enough room for you''.
- It's not much without all the guns I planned on taking. It is good you mentioned I should leave them behind, we'd probably have trouble with fitting all of them into your ship. - Caroline led them towards her ship, an Eagle with surprisingly sparse markings on its hull. - I'll be right back. - were the words she left John outside with, disappearing insde. She was quick to return, dragging an average bag on wheels and carrying a backpack.
''Very funny'' he mused as she ducked inside and got her gear. ''All good?'' he asked as she returned, she nodded and he lead them down the hall to the next hangar. His templar was unremarkable, there were thousands like it. But the interior was spotless, as if someone had intentionally cleaned it, and done so regularly. He took her bags, placed them in the hold and returned to the cockpit. ''Alrighty then. Buckle up lass. It should be a fairly short trip.''
Caroline was left unfazed by the spotlessness of the ship, used to smilar conditions on many Guard vessels. She took a seat in the unoccupied seat, briefly baffled as to why this vessel even has one, and fastened her belts.
- Funny. I've never been onboard an Armed Forces ship before. - she paused, looking over the cockpit. - It's a little different than I imagined it to be.
- Different. It's nothing like what I have flown so far. It's... Very spacious. Almost unnerving. - she leaned back, watching John go through all the procedures.
''Maybe. I've never really thought about it'' He said still doing the checks before getting permission from the tower to leave. It took a few minutes but they undocked and he flew to the trade lane. Docking, and letting the auto pilot do the rest. ''I assume Gaian ships are different?''