They left the row house for the park across the street, where a small spacecraft awaited them.
Near the end of her patience trapped in the tiny box of a spacecraft, she shot up when she felt the familiar pressure of them descending.
He turned on his heel as soon as she appeared and strode toward the small area beneath a tree where spacecraft traditionally hovered to release their occupants.
"The cease-fire must make it easier to travel," she observed, recalling the enemy positions around the spacecraft launch sites.
The hum of a spacecraft made her pulse leap again, and her eyes found the small craft descending from the sky to a landing point a hundred meters away.
Silently, the two left the row house for the park across the street, where the spacecraft was hidden in the Monterey mist.
Mansr closed the door as another mine exploded and guided the spacecraft farther off the ground.