The creepy girl, whose name Seth still didn't know and frankly, didn't care to, had asked him to fire the Shal-Hazar's Delta cannon at the sky. It was then, of course, watching the shot get shot by something else, that he remembered why no one flies their airships that high. Something out there, perhaps in the upper atmosphere, or outside the planet entirely, shot them down. Back then, they had no name for the phenomena. Most just thought the ships spontaneously exploded, because no one ever saw the shot.
Then, as if that wasn't enough, the creepy girl told him to go fly into Suyis Corps' hangar from the Pyxis side. Anyone with an iota of a brain would be thinking creepy girl was off her damn rocker, and maybe she was. But something told him to shut up and trust her, so here he was, doing exactly that. Strangely, the Republic didn't seem to have noticed them come in the Dome. The sensors didn't go off, according to the Shal-Hazar's sensors, and nothing seemed to know they were there. He stayed in the tower's shadow; that was probably more intelligent. Unfortunately, though, Seth had never landed an airship in a hangar before.
This was going to be a bumpy ride.
But somehow, he managed not to completely kill them, and if you asked him how, honestly, he couldn't tell you. That was, however, a lot of metallic screeching sound, and Seth was quite sure he'd damaged something. Probably a lot of somethings, being realistic. At the moment, though, Seth was going to sit here and breathe for a moment.
After a moment or two of that, however, and the slimey Other clinging to his chair legs screeched, "Holy shit!!!"
Seth tried not to laugh, honestly, but he eventually snorted. "That actually went rather well. You know, aside from probably damaging the Shal-Hazar in the landing. I mean, we didn't get shot!" That was always a marked bonus.
Pollux grumbled. "Didn't we just fix that side?" he asked, letting go of the chair's legs and oozing onto the floor.
"Probably. ... basically though, we've always just fixed that side."
"Precisely my point!" Pollux shrieked back. "I think I lost my stomach somewhere around the Char."
Seth tried not to look amused. "It was not that bad."
"Oh my antennae it wasn't! Has anyone ever told you, you pilot like a psycho??"
"I also fuck like a psycho, what's your point?"
"Oh my god I didn't need to think about that!"
With that, the gooey Other slime-trailed toward the exit bay, because, he did not need to know this. Whatever qualified as this.
"I think Pollux has the right idea," Seth said, finally detaching himself from his chair and standing. Besides, he should probably go see the extent of whatever damage he'd just caused.