Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32932951-20180813011734/@comment-26892768-20180822015435

Pidge sighs in relief as the Ariados scuttles back. "Okay, crisis averted."

"Well, that's good." Allura remarks. "We wouldn't want your cover to be blown, right? We need to evaluate the situation first before figuring out what to do...although, I am somewhat tempted to see what's going on from your vague descriptions..."

Pidge doesn't comment until she spots something in the distance. "Actually...I think you can! There's some sand dunes that should be good cover for the blue lion, so if you want to see this for yourself, go right ahead."

"Really? And there's no one there?" Allura asks.

"There's...three people, but they look occupied. You're good as long as you don't grab their attention." Pidge replies.

"Got it. See you at ground level." Allura carefully maneuvers the blue lion, heading for the furthest sand dune.

Meanwhile...

As soon as Golisopod gets back in, it's greeted with a hammer flying directly towards its face.

"alright, one eighty mile per hour gust, coming up! just need to angle it right..." John looks carefully, glancing between Bowser, Johnny, and the distance between them.

As John does this, Allura, approaching the sand dunes low enough so that the lion is even with the top of the sand dunes, turns her lion around so that it's parallel to the sand dunes and touches down, exiting the blue lion through the mouth.

She sighs in relief. "Well, that was easier than I suspected...now, all I need to do is-"

Allura is cut off by the sound of rushing wind as a concentrated gust blows over her lion and through the sand dunes, leaving a large cloud of sand in its wake as it shifts direction and propels Johnny into the air.

"and we have liftoff!" John grins.

Allura, on the other hand, looks at where the gust blew through with a thoughtful look. "What was that?"