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Taran welding

Taran fixed the part he needed to, and just needed to fuse the panel in place just about the time that Lofwyr sent him a telepathic message, urging them to hurry. A second voice came through to elaborate on the point. And if he was right, it was Thermail. Definately not a good sign. He probably would destroy them for failing, if they did.

And the worst part was that n** had heard it all too. Or so it seemed, since she got on the comm and said she was going to fly while saying, in not so many words, that she should not be allowed to fly.

There is no time to do this conventionally. Taran thought, looking at the panel that needed to be fused. So he quickly held the panel in place with one hand, and, with the other, sent lightening into the metal, which melted and fused the panel instantaneously. Taran stepped back to look at it, before slamming the lid closed and running off back to the command deck.

"All set." Taran said to n**. "Mind if I drive after all?" Taran took the controls in anticipation, ready to get them to their destination faster than Lofwyr might have even expected them to.

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Se'rox playing mud war

Se'rox felt ZuchaX III speed up before he jumped, and she knew the impact would send waves her way. What she didn't expect was for him to split the water and earth, and freeze the water. Se'rox pulled and hardened a mud wave over herself in the last instant, and the earth pummelled it, followed by the snow.

Laughing, Se'rox shattered her small mud shield, and popped up through the mud and snow.

"I sometimes forget how talented you are, ZuchaX III." Se'rox said, the laughter still in her voice. "But I did at least get you to jump in a mud pit- which is more than I expected you to ever do!"

As she spoke, she realized. And yet, she still couldn't place it.

She trudged through the mud to stand right in front of ZuchaX III. Not just near, but in a way, too close. She stood, although much shorter, only about five inches away from him. She reached up; she wanted to touch his face for some reason. But she wasn't even sure what that was. It was so odd.