"May I?" Marluxia asked gesturing to the numerous keyboards in the room.

"May you what?" He hissed.

"Use the computers dummy. My fingers re itching to hack," she said with a laugh.

Gandal scowled, "Let's keep moving." He exited the room quickly, shaking his head as he went.

"Fine," she mumbled and followed him.

He touched a button the wall; the door shutting with a sharp hiss. They travelled down another corridor towards an elevator.

Marluxia kept following Gandal. Her computerised lids showed her a scaffolding of the complex. She had a few more corridors to go through before they reached the bay.

They went into the elevator hastily; he touched a button on the wall as the elevator shifted up quickly.

Marluxia stood in the elevator and blinked. She started to hack the complex again. No luck.

A small picture for the outside of the ship popped up on the wall.

"Nice ship," she said with admiration. "How old is she?"

"Couple hundred years." He mumbled, not sounding amazed about the fact.

"Wow. Most ships don't last a hundred years."

"This one was made to last for millions." He said, laughing.

"Well aren't you lucky."

"How so?" He said.

"A ship that lasts a million years hasn't been heard of before," she said.

"We are advanced within our technology, Kai." He said, the elevator coming to a stop.

(It's Marluxia)

"Really," she said with a question in her voice.

"Yes." He nodded.

"Sure. You can't be as advanced as me." She smiled.

Gandal raised an eyebrow as he walked; sighing once again as he stepped out of the elevator into a large room filled with large ships; the hanger.

"Boring. You have any good ships?" she asked teasingly.

Gandal smiled, "You haven't saw the good one yet."

"Ooo. Goody. I like ships," she said with a sarcastic excitedness.