Cum Igni et Tonitrui!

[Thunderer]

There was a great woe in the Thunderer. Lethargy and sorrow could be felt in the musty air. The crew was reluctantly crawling over the ship's stuffy corridors.

Charles wasn't drinking tea. The tea was gone.

So, he lazily directed the ship towards Curacao. Their tea was the best in whole Sirius, or one on them at worst.

Suddenly, an ion storm struck the area around the Thunderer. Along with a few bits of space junk and her waste, the ship was sucked into a totally different system.

Charles: (gets up and recovers from the unexpected acceleration) Oh, no, not again... (shakes off the dust from his suit) Coordinates, please!
George: We are in Bering system, Freeport 2 space, bro... captain.
Charles: Odd. (looks trough the window) But, I must admit it does look similar to what I studied about many years ago. Never mind. Let's go to Curacao.

The Thunderer has headed to Liberty and she was kindly, although not very professionally, escorted to Cortez. A huge, months worthy stock of tea was bought for a rather low price. And loads of sandwich ingredients, of course.

At the end, the ship has successfully reached Bretonia, without much damage.

The watering system in the greenhouse turned on again. Somebody screamed.

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