[center][color=silver][h3]The Gray Dynasty: Finn Olsen[/h3] Current Deployment:[/color] Venus [/center] No sooner than Finn had taken in what Reika had said, he felt the whole ship beginning to move. Knowing from experience the perils of not being strapped down for take off Finn bolted to his room the touchpad turning green and the door opening automatically as he approached, with no time to get seated Finn hastily flipped a switch on the side of each of his boots activating their magnetism and fixing him to the floor. He was lucky that the boots came halfway up his calf otherwise his ankles would have been dislocated by the sudden jerk, he felt himself leaning back at an increasingly alarming angle and his boots slowly being edged backwards sliding him across the room… until it was finally over. Finn stumbled out of his room his back aching and his legs sore, he was sure that one day he would injure himself during takeoff just from the force alone. The thought of injury suddenly becoming dread reality as he looked down the corridor and saw Abigail crumpled against the far wall of the corridor, his concern quickly turning to relief as he saw her get up and race towards the ladder. Letting out a sigh of relief Finn reached for his pipe which he saw had lost its tobacco during takeoff which was now a black smudge on his wall, refilling his pipe carefully and relighting it Finn deactivated his boots and sat down on his bed. Tuning into the exterior cameras and sensors Finn sucked on his pipe and watched the vast expanse of space rush by, a rare calming experience though he knew it couldn't last long. Getting up and finishing the last of the tobacco in his pipe Finn calmly walked out of his room and up towards the ladder noticing with concern a drop of blood on the rungs, moving faster now Finn was about to enter the briefing room when he heard voices coming from the door. Deciding to keep away from any conflict which may arise he sat himself down, this was the security room making it almost perfect for his purposes. Keeping his eye tuned into the exterior he set up the hologram he had downloaded earlier to appear in miniature form, next to the console he was using, information still appearing on the map as he worked. Looking at their destination Finn saw that they were taking a fairly routine journey… too routine, people would be keeping an eye out for activity on anything connected to mars considering recent events, even with a fairly incognito ship they ran the risk of being picked out by inspections by people who's allegiance didn't necessarily lie with the Grays, but if he led them too far off the beaten path they risked walking their little ship into pirates territory. He set out a slightly longer route for the pilot which would take them to the same station but in a way which would let them avoid any attention until they reached mars where they would be safe. Sending the route to the pilot Finn leaned back in his chair and closed his good eye smiling as he watched the stars pass by once more.