Varus made his final checks and pressed the big red button... Causing a loud whine of gears and cogs to come to life, clunking and whirring as dust and dirt that had settled on the hanger's door shook as it rose slowly into place, sealing the outside world away and locking the ship into an airtight, flying hulk.

He let out a content sigh. While that noise would most likely be annoying to anybody else, to him it was bliss. After taking a brief moment to drink it in he turned and began heading towards the Command Deck. The CD was a flurry of activity, the flight crew making the final preparations to the launch sequence. Computers lined the walls and experienced people of several different races actively clacked away the the board to control them. Monitors showing numbers, trajectories, and other technological mumbo-jumbo. A pleasing sight.

Taking his place at the Captain's Console he pressed a few buttons and saying a few commands. Being patched into the ship's PA system he addressed the crew, "Attention crew of the Argent Dawn, the flight sequence has been initiated. Prepare to take off." Cutting the broadcast he then got in contact with the ground crews, "This is the Argent Dawn, requesting permission to take off."

"This is Flight Control, permission granted. Good luck out there."

Varus cut the connection to the ground and pressed the last few buttons and game the command to the flight crew, "Let's head up, lads."

All around them the ship was relatively steady, some light shaking, but nothing to bother anyone as the engines roared to life, slowly lifting the ship up, then the aft thrusters were next, powering up and sending the ship forward, quickly gaining speed until it was traveling several thousand miles per hour, breaking into space and settling to a relaxing pace as they drifted off to find something to do.