SOS Night – Command Deck

Windshear moves his hands away from the controls and quickly resets a few and then after a moment studying them and looking over at another console he hits the right combination of buttons and controls and the ships engines shutter on. He then checks readings and makes some adjustments. The engines sound old and stiff so to speak but smooth out a bit after a purposefully initiated rev or two. "The motors are online and running -- 73percent output, not bad actually for their age...mmm Im still half drunk from that drink last night I ended up with. And if Cate says to trash it then I did indeed hear it right." He sits down in a chair and after some control working, with a lurch the ship begins to move.

Tremor leans over the controls. "So what do we crash this thing into?" He looks at a small-scale, 3-dimensional stellar holo map which displays the ships position as well as the relative position of any nearby celestial bodies. He points at a bright white ball on the holomap. "Set the coordinates for that...thing," he says, "That's a sun, right? That'll burn this ship up good!"

The Tiger looks uneasy. "Are we goona be able to get out before this thing burns up?" he wonders, "I'd hate to burn up in the sun and miss Battle of the Bands XXIV.

Tremor says, "You gotta get your priorities straight, Ramp."

Windshear studies the map and studies the readings. He sees somethign he doesnt like and makes some adjustments. HE then puts in the coordinates for the sun and the ship shutters as it turns in that way then starts drifting. He readjusts the controls and then manually puts it toward the sun. "There is a problem." he rasps. "Can we get out before the ship burns in that sun? Sure ... but this ship wont put itself into the sun as decayed as everything is....someone has to stay to control it until the suns gravity takes over....."

"Just put it on autopilot?" the Tiger suggests.

Tremor stands up. "Unfortunately, it looks like you just volunteered, Breeze - bein as how I don't know how to pilot." He stands up and puts hand on his fellow Decepticon's shoulder. "Don't get yourself killed, Windshear," he says. "Rampage... let's get."