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Tylt raised an eyebrow at the delivery boy who was a blur only a moment ago. Of course she recognized the fellow, it was none other than Ricky Markev; an errand worker and helper in Kit Gray's shop. Perhaps the only helper in Kit Gray's shop, Tylt couldn't recall ever seeing anyone else there. Ricky flashed a grin and greeted her but his voice trailed off when he noticed her bag of supplies and provisions.

"Finally goin' out there, I see,"

Tylt nodded, a single, emphatic motion, "That's right, Ricky. I would've left earlier if I could, I just had to make sure my 'bots were gonna' be OK." Ricky took in her mission statement with a steady, understanding nod. He then informed her of an airship that he and Kit had been working on. Tylt's heart fluttered. An airship? What a grand opportunity! In exchange for helping out, Kit and Ricky would glady provide transportation.

"Anyway, if you wanna take up our offer, just head on over to our garage. You know where it is, right?"

Tylt smiled and made another affirmation. She paid for the parts, hugged the errand boy goodbye and waved as he started off. "See you there!" she called out, moving her hand up to guard her eyes from the sun as she watched the young man bolt away into the distance. "Golly," she muttered to herself, smiling, "who needs a hovercapsule when you can run like that?" She looked down to the parcel in her other hand, held it up to her ear and gave it a gentle shake. Her expression turned to joy as she heard the satisfying jingle of fine parts.

An airship, what an opportunity, indeed! Looking decidedly content, Tylt made her way for Kit Gray's shop. She practically knew the route by heart now. She had only just set foot out the door and had already found such useful allies.