Through a hallway and past some closed doors and into a glass walled room with a lot of complicated looking things and a stressed looking guy muttering numbers to himself.

"-Oh, you're alive. Quick, mass of you and all your gear, it's going to be tricky to get ahead of that firestorm, can one of you do calculations?"

She frowns at him. "I don't have a number handy – do you need it exact? And calculations – depends what you mean."

Akien is not yet present.

"Add large numbers quickly, dig through my navigation books. Estimate will do. A hundred kilos? Two? Two fifty?"

Click click click go the controls. He pulls one and the ship turns to the left. He sways with the motion easily but they might not.

She's unprepared for the motion and stumbles a little, but doesn't fall over.

"– Something like a hundred fifty? Maybe hundred sixty? And I can dig through navigation, large numbers I'm reasonably good at?"

And a moment later, Akien arrives. "– Hi, where are we, any important steps to take to get away from that thing?"

"You're welcome for getting you aboard my ship. You, add the weight to the balance log, under 'forward'. Subtract a hundred kilos water. You, get the book 'winds of the 20th parallel'."

Akien goes to grab the book. "I mean, thanks, too, but – thought you were looking for efficiency."

Ev looks for the balance log.

It's right there, though all his columns might be confusing.

"I need to focus on navigation to get us away unless you want to get sucked into the upper atmosphere and die of hypoxia and-or burns."

… Akien raises an eyebrow, but hands the book to him when he finds it.

Columns, columns – if there are headings she'll go off that, else it'll take a minute but she should be able to figure it out.

He continues ordering them about. Taking readings, adding numbers, paging through the book. He looks at the storm once in a while. He continues to be extremely stressed.

"– Don't suppose sorcery would be of help here?"

"Sorcery, right. Never heard of it."

"Like, mess with the wind or – better idea of the local area, I'm not sure what's the most difficult part here because I've never been in a flying building before."

"Making the wind carry us forward and down more easily will be of great assistance."

He looks around to get an idea of the wind, then holds his ankh symbol more tightly – and reduces the upcurrent and any force pushing them backwards.

It'll only be a small effect right now, but can (gradually) increase assuming it doesn't have horrifying effects.

"...Structure okay, control authority okay. Increasing engine power. Your thing seems to be working."

"We – I don't know if you'll call them the same thing, I've never seen islands like this, but – we encountered a Los, it's a gold creature, sort of like a Fleck, usually hides out of sight, rumored to be very dangerous – and then landed on that island."

"I've never heard of those critters. You'll probably have to describe them."

He's relaxing quite a bit now. The emotional state of the captain is a good indication of the ship's safety.

"Flecks – well, mostly that. They hide in plain sight, you can only really see them out the corner of your eye, they sort of… sit flat against a surface, making it look raised, or blurry?"

"Not ringing a bell. Something to do with this 'sorcery' maybe. I'm inclined to think it's probably actually lost technology but call it whatever you want."

"… I'm reasonably confident it has nothing to do with technology? Lightbulbs are a relatively new invention, to my knowledge."

"We're coming at this from two completely different directions here."

"How do you mean?"