"Well," says Juno in bemusement, examining the passkey as the trio disappear into the lift behind them, "that will save us some hotwiring."

"Excellent work," agrees Needa as they hurry over to the U-wing.

"Thank you," Xanatos preens, following.

Juno reaches the U-wing, sliding the passkey into the door of the sleek starship and lowering the boarding ramp. She gives a low whistle as she glances around the pristine and polished interior.

"Nice ride," she states, heading into the cockpit over to the pilot's seat to ignite the engine, "Now, let's see if this ship's systems are as good as its appearance."

"Too late to change our minds if it isn't," Needa says curtly as an alarm siren begins to wail in the hanger outside. "It appears someone has stumbled across our little trail of unconscious beings up there."

Even as he speaks, a reinforced durasteel airlock begins to descend over the magnetic shield which seals the hanger exit.

"An ominous sight," Xanatos observes redundantly. "Are we going to be able to get through that?"

"We're about to find out," Juno replies evenly, swiftly flicking a number of switches as the boarding ramp closes and the U-wing lifts into the air. Then, with a burst of speed and a sharp dip she skillfully directs the ship through the narrowing gap, centimeters to spare on either side.

OOC: Juno Eclipse rolled 34. Pilot.

Needa, narrowly catches hold of the chair before him, gritting his teeth as the ship accelerates through the opening. He breathes a sigh of relief as they accelerate into the asteroid field and away from the facility, managing to pull himself into one of the seats.

"Impressive," Xanatos compliments Juno.

Needa nods, rising tentatively as they their speed of acceleration slows once they have put some distance between themselves and the facility.

"I shall examine the navigation computer. Let's see if we have the coordinates of some helpful systems in here."

"Anything will be more helpful than here," Juno points out.

"True," Needa allows.

"Well, since it seems like when it comes to piloting you two more than have things under control, I shall meditate," Xanatos informs the pair, also rising to move down the corridor.

Needa sends him a quizzical glance, but makes no move to stop him as the CEO disappears down the corridor.

"This is a very nice ship," Juno remarks to Needa as she directs the U-wing gracefully through the asteroid around them, making for open space beyond.

"It's not bad," Needa allows. "They might have spent a little more in investing in a decent nav computer though. It is taking forever to load up."

Juno doesn't respond, continuing to weave through the rocky field.

"Finally," says Needa at length. "All right, let's see here, our options are... Nar Shaddaa... or Nar Shaddaa."

"I vote Nar Shaddaa," Juno responds dryly as she passes through the last of the asteroid field.

"I suppose it was too much to hope for something with Stratocratic affiliations," Needa sighs as he punches in the coordinates.

"At least we should be able to get lost there," Juno shrugs. "Would have been worse if it was a space station or another abandoned facility somewhere."

"I suppose there is that," Needa allows with a shrug. "All right, coordinates set."

"All right," says Juno, "here goes nothing."

The ship's turbines glow bright blue for a moment, and then with a flash they are gone.

OOC: End of Chapter I...