Jan Van Gent and Stein could hear a faint 'tap tap tap' in their ears. Alex, the driver-lady from before, soon began speaking[color=00a651]"Hey, this thing on? This is the... uhm... Freighter One, crewed by Bill and Alex. Little Dragon, Goldenspur, prepare for transport."[/color].

The elevator-pads each NC was on began their startup sequence, allowing 30 seconds for the engineers to stop what they were doing and get off. The elevators began their movement, slowly rising as their respective doors in the ceiling opened. The NC's were now top-side, and a particularly large and long helicopter was hovering over-head. It was effectively two spines connecting a front and back end together, and each 'spine' had three mounting hooks, and enough space to comfortably fit your average NC. The front end had a large, angular canopy, while the backside featured fins and two small jet engines for lateral movement.

The sides of each 'pod' had landing gears, and various pieces of equipment, including cameras and chaff launchers, among others. Bill had to ruin it. [color=00aeef]"Damn, I'm still geeking about piloting this thing. 'Mirin hard. I'm not gay, but if I had to fuck a manly vehicle.."[/color]

Alex rolled her eyes, [color=00a651]"Are you serious? Eaurgh... that's one of the few things I [b]don't[/b] miss from those 'glory' days."[/color]

Two magnetic hooks lowered themselves from the chopper, attaching to the backs of the NC's, and reeling them in. When they were fully retraced, additional clamps connected themselves to the NC's, to make sure they didn't jostle around during flight.

[color=00aeef]"Strap on to your butts, I'm still getting used to handling this thing."[/color]

Quickly, the massive helicopter went full-throttle, moving through the air with surprising speed and elegance for something so brutish and bulky looking. Minutes of travel turned to hours, as Bill and Alex talked to each other about the stupidest things during transit. [color=00a651]"No, that's not possible. How could snakes even take down a moose?"[/color]

[color=00aeef]"I don't fucking know, I'm not a snake. Maybe they have snake-spears? Or snake-guns? They kill moose with snake-guns and turn their moose-hides into snake-clothes. It's the only solution I have, man!"[/color]

[color=00a651]"Or, Gee, maybe the meese-... moose just migrated?"[/color]

[color=00aeef]"You're no fun."[/color]

Before they knew it, they were flying over the water with land on the horizon. A few hours have passed.

[color=00aeef]"Combat's approaching, if you have any anguished declarations of love, I'd say em now."[/color]