Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25684606-20180802153703/@comment-25684606-20180807175941

"As you say, Captain", replied the Techmarine over the internal vox speakers. The prow hatches closed with the hiss of pneumatics and depressurizing, dipping the inside of the Blackstar into brief darkness, only faintly illuminated by the light shining through the cockpit hatch. Then the harsh, red combat light flicked to life and the engines roared up as Phokas prepared the craft for departure.

"Vis-channel alpha is connected to the outside vid-recorders, Brothers", Phokas' voice returned, this time over their helmet's vox. "The Priestess is already preparing for Warp entry, Captain. They must be just as eager as we are." The Techmarine let out a rough, bellowing laugh as he suddenly accelerated the Blackstar.

As they entered space, there was a sudden loss of weight, accompanied by several loose straps and buckles within the confined craft loosely floating in the air. The red flaring of the lamps faded briefly, to be replaced by dim white. "We are in space, all systems operating, ETA 10 minutes." Phokas' announced before falling silent again.