Milos followed Hide to the lounge. The AI already there starting to play the crews music playlist. It was fitting his mood as he opened the cabin. His pilot getting the whiskies, Milos made a different choose for himself. Starting off with a new wine sort. Made from fruit ants. He had no idea if there were real ants of fruits that looked like ants. Well only a taste taste could prove it which one was it. Or at least if its good or bad.

Seating beside Dagger Milos grinned at the AI. '' I know you. I can beat my arm on the fact that you upped by now the power for the shield and other things. You blurred for a moment, that was your give away. '' Milos told to his oldest crew member taking a sip of the wine. ''I am fine with it.'' He referred to the precaution which Dagger made. Watching in a fascination how much whiskey Tempo poured in her glass. Staying silently not even noting the taste that was super sweet and a bit hot from the wine. Awaiting to see Tempo drink what she just poured. That didnt happen.

 "Don't any of you touch my glass while I'm gone!" 
And out the room was she. He turned towards Hide. "Well you offer of keeping a eye on her. I am totally taking it. But it may turn to a challenge. And I fear Yahtzee head was in a star cloud again. He is probably went to wash the dishes, not hearing you."

Milos shook his head letting a laugh out for himself. The man was maybe the one of the best in engineering but he would loos his own head and body parts if they werent attached to him. Deciding to let the man be for now. The music changed to a [url=http://youtu.be/p9GaufF4zOg?list=PLaGFZY6GM01UauhIokm-rmXYo97aNzhL0]song[/url] Milos liked quite much. He couldnt pin it why, if it was the tempo of the song or the lyrics. It didnt matter. Humming along he got out the cards and started dealing 5 cards for each crew member. Awaiting for pilot to return the captain took the cards and look them. 
''Oh baby~''

he slammed his hand against the table and the whole ship jumped a bit. A rough tug felt by everyone. Similar to the one to when they started sinking thought space and time. The wine tripped over the table, half of the whisky joining the mess of dark pink on the white table.
''...dagger where are we? Shield fully up the engine warm running. Start the weapons. Are we under attack?''
The captain of invisible let his cards fall on the table. A full house that never got a chance of being played out. 

The tug could only happen if they stopped sinking thought space and time. There were many it shouldn't in the captains mind as he marched up to the cockpit. It was with a word clear that everyone had to head to their position.

It shouldn't be so rough, a light tug not a violent one was right.
It shouldn't have happened yet. No one could hurry the dialing process or transport. It was impossible to arrive before the time it was given, before the timer run out.
Could it be that Dagger had a system error and misinterpret the timer?
It shouldn't happen, Dagger wouldnt make such mistakes.
They shouldn't be under attack either as it was impossible to attack someone while they were in the dialing transporting procedure. He jumped in his commanding chair. The safety belt going over his shoulder. If in some situation the gravity give up it would keep him in place not to float away from the commands. No one shoot at them, actually no one was in the vicinity and to the surprise Milos stared thought the front window at the planned destination. The death colony idly standing there like it was playing tricks on him.

''Status of... everything there is to give status off.'' He demanded to hear.