Nic was nodding off on the ride when the announcement came.
A mouthful of mumbled swears slipped like drool from his lips, the man lifting his head and blinking bleary eyes in the sunlight.
Distant words echoed in his ears, soon overtaken by the sudden roar of engines flaring into life.
His eyes went to the sky, watching as craft after craft lifted themselves to the heavens.
His first thought was, Where were the authorities?
Clearly, they were breaking the travel ban.
His next was to wonder if a bounty would be placed on the ships due to the lax security, and whether or not he'd be able to grab himself a temporary license here and chase 'em down.
A finger drove into one of his ears as he straightened his spine, stretching on the robotic horse, which was still trotting into a wall, whatever gears that turned in its body grinding loudly from the effort.
Flicking the wax off his finger, he sighed and turned the horse around, casually eyeing the hole that it had left in the wall.
Might as well check up on the docks, just in case.
After about a dozen minutes or so, he found the flood of travelers driving him along towards the warehouse where his own ship was stored.
Without ado, the man opened up his metal box of a ship, loading in his horse and closing the door behind him.
Taking the package from his steed's saddlebags, he carried it up with him to the ship's small bridge.
Falling into the familiar ripped cushion of the captain's chair, he dropped the package on a small cabinet beside him, and geared up the ship.
Within minutes he was blasting off through the atmosphere, leaving the planet behind.
Once he was well into space and on his way towards a tunnel out of this system, the man removed the contents from his prized package.
A tall green bottle filled with a dark, glimmering liquid.
He popped the cork off, pushing the drink to his lips as it began to bubble over onto his overalls.
Ah, absynthe; one of the greatest alcohols in existence.
Hopefully his system, or some other nearby system, would lift their ban on it soon, and he wouldn't have to worry about heading so far away again.