[center][h1]Justice[/h1][/center]
Thankfully, the matter with the marshal ended simply. Of course, when Morden opened his gob in front of the marshal, the air became palpable. Justice had slowly turned to face him, eyes filled with annoyance and a vein nearly bursting from her head.

Justice ate slowly. Peculiarly slowly, in fact. She didn't listen to Gerard's story, either. Not like she needed to; she was there. She had a bad feeling. Of course, she couldn't figure out what it was. It was a creeping sensation on her skin; a distant wind that carried ill omens.

Then the wave came. Like an ocean of disaster washing over her. She shot up to her feet, fists clenched as it came. Something was definitely wrong. 

Such feelings of mystery were quickly lost when fire lights and smoke plumes blotted out the stars above. Screams permeated the air. It was the end of their relaxation.

The earth shook as the airship crashed down and shook once more as its engine erupted.

Kalina's observation gave Justice pause. There was no reason for a non-military ship to be crossing over here. Airspaces were heavily restricted. The only thing that came to her mind was the broadcast. They really were going to get in over their head with this, weren't they?

[b]"Some midnight peace,"[/b] Justice commented. [b]"If that princess is on that ship, I'm going to explode."[/b]

And Val was right. As much as Justice wanted to simply ignore the troublesome prospect of a crashed airship--especially on this date, they still had their duties as WARDENs. Plus, it wasn't like the itinerary was a must-experience trip. They could cut the last leg of their journey and have the same experience, really.

[b]"Fire up the truck. We're going to check it out."[/b]