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Shortly after grabbing the mistress from her seat and taking cover being the pilots chair, the ship crashed. It shook the cockpit like it snow globe and Marlin clung to Diana and braced his back against the chair as best he could. The force  from the crash impacted Marlin's back as it was up against the chair. He felt a couple sharp pains in his side but ignored them the best he could as the two rode the ship till it stopped. 

The ship creaked and groaned as parts were still falling from inside, but once he could tell they were generally gonna be fine, he released his aura. With his body drained of energy he looked to Diana, [color=8493ca]"You alright? Any injuries?"[/color] he asked with the sound of concern in his voice. He had a rough start that morning but he wasn't going to let that be an example of who he really is and what he's capable of. He stood up using the chair as a support only to have the sharp pains return to his side. He clutched his rib cage and winced, "[color=8493ca]I-I'm fine, we should get out of here before this decides to collapse on us,"[/color] more creaking and groaning echoed the interior of the ship.