Ramia headed to the Guardian and checked that the thrusters were working properly, then she climbed to the cockpit and began preparing the Flight Suit for launch. The dark haired woman activated her comm and smirked "You know what this ship needs? A Flight Suit Launch System, that's what... Would make my job a tad bit easier."

The Guardian straightened up and headed for the exit ramp, despite the thing still being in a rather sorry condition Ramia trusted her own abilities and that the Flight Suit would carry her through any trouble that might occur. "Ok, I'm ready to go. Just give me the signal and I'll keep the bastards busy."