The thrill of warp travel always got Aura exceptionally pumped for any mission, no matter how dire; as the ship eventually slowed to signal it's arrival at it's destination, Aura could feel his blood surging through his body. [color=f6989d][i]This is going to be fun![/i][/color] Once he had set the ship back into auto-pilot, patting and consoling the dashboard a few times while muttering, [color=f49ac2]"I'll be back soon, you gorgeous piece of machinery,"[/color] he hefted up a small bag of supplies from under the main console (he always kept one ready at his desk in case of emergency) and set course for the cargo bay.

Marvelling at the perfection that was the Mighty Light for a few moments, he quickly shook himself out of his reverie before hurriedly rushing inside, chucking his bag into his designated locker. Once that was done, he got to work on his mandatory flight check list, zipping around the ship hurriedly so that he could get a hold of the controls as soon as possible. Focused on his work, he almost forgot to say hello in response to Hero as he walked past, evidently heading towards his seat. [color=f6989d][i]Is it just me, or did he look queasy? Probably just had a bad lunch. Or none at all.[/i][/color]