Flynn looks up as Williams sits down next to him. "Sorry mate. But it's better this way." He removes his feet from the desk and positions himself in front of the yoke and console. "At least we finished this job splendidly. I say we fly up to the nearest Safe Zone[sup]*[/sup] and take a little R&R. We deserved that." With the same motions as he had done a thousand times before, he steers the ship upwards, towards the sky. The dark blue slowly turns to black and it doesn't take long before the ship leaves the orbit of the planet.

With a upwards swipe on the left hand of his chair, Flynn brings up a display, showing the nearest points of interest. He taps the nearest Safe Zone and let's the computer do the calculating. After a short while the vortex slowly opens up and swallows the ship. Flynn looks at the colors washing over them and a small smile appears on his face. "I'm always in awe of this part. We have no idea what the colors represent, just that this technology allowed us to travel. It's just a beautiful sight." He shakes his head and gets up. "It shouldn't take long before we reach the Safe Zone. Let's go and try to have a chat with the girl in the meantime."

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[sup]*[/sup] = A Safe Zone is a protected piece of space where ships can conduct repairs or just relax without danger of being ambushed by pirates. Most of the times there are Space Stations around it, but not always.