"Straight to the moon..." Kaize sitting in a fresh jumpship with his displays reading cleared for travel, kept repeating the phrase, mostly in disbelief. "You were the one who said, guns, ship, and armor [i]weren't[/i] you?" Laurian whirring around Kaize's head in sarcastic glee. "I haven't learned much about the hive, too busy looking for you but they sound painful. You [i][b]hate[/b][/i] dying, I'll pick you up each time but this is gonna be funny." Kaize gripped the console staring straight towards Luna, other ships swarming, exploding, gunfire spouting from the surface and some uneasy feeling radiating from the image. "I'm maxing at three, three revives. At two I want you to bring the ship into low orbit near us. I heard others, this [i]crota[/i] guy is also called, 'light eater', any sign of that guy. Hard no." After finishing the game plan, before even giving time for laurian to gloat at his guardians fear, unholstered his handcannon, aimed forward and yelled a single word, for fear, solidarity, money, and that fact that after this Kaize planned on stealing the ship and running as far from everyone trying to kill him. "[b][i]TRANSMAT[/i][/b]"