Like the others, Tanya also contacted her SADI once she arrived back at her room. With an unenthusiastic voice, as she threw herself on her bed, she spoke, "Sadi, tell me about the mission please."

As she had feared, there were really no interesting details. Maybe the unidentified ships, but that's nowhere near her assigned coordinate. 

[i]Aah, what a chore… I don't want to go now...[/i] 

Eventually however, she relented, though not without a groan, throwing off the blanket that had covered her body.

[i]Alright, alright, I'll go. I'll be screwed if I get fired from this job...[/i] 

She walked over to the hangar, where her ship would be waiting for her.
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The ship was a small one. A tiny one, to be exact, a tight fit for one single pilot. In that respect, and its shape, it beared a good resemblance to a fighter plane. It even had a similar stealth capability, though a fighter jet could certainly not transform into a small mechsuit like it could.

After checking in with the engineers, she was given the clear to go. She climbed up the ship, slid down the cockpit, and grabbed the joystick inbetween her legs, allowing it to bioscan her handprints.

"Identity confirmed. Welcome back, Miss Tanya."

The safety belts immediately wrapped themselves around her body on their own.

"Check all processes," she ordered.

"All functions operate at 100%. Fuel is also at 100%," the voice replied mechanically, turning on the displays on the ceiling.

Smiling, she pressed the launch button, causing the ship to activate its burners, lifting it up to the air. And with a simple push, it accelerated forward, leaving the hangar in one smooth move. 

And of course, once outside, she engaged the warp drive, setting in the coordinate for her destination. 

The "kick" was unpleasant as usual, with her body being pulled backwards when the jump happened, and when her body was pulled forward when the jump ended. The latter hurt the most since the seatbelts would dig into her skin, not to mention her crotch being pressed into the joystick as well.

Such was the lament of the owner of a cheap ship. No proper momentum adjustor onboard.
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She landed on the designated planet immediately. A colony of magicite miners, according to her information. Not a wild, uninhabited planet, to her dissapointment.

Her landing was smooth as well. She jumped out of the cockpit on her own, and then she announced to the greeting party that she was with the Wind Riders.