"I think we lost her." Rhodonite's voice was riddled with disconcert as she stared at the coordinates she had set for the ship.

Lars looked out the windshield, the Sun Incinerator had landed itself at least halfway to homeworld after going into hyper speed.
It would take ages to find a place to refuel, and then fly back. Even longer if Emerald had been able to follow them to wherever they ended up.

"Yeah, but we're lost too." He remarked, pressing his fingers to his brow to try and come up with a solution.

"Are there any nearby gem colonies?" He asked, turning to his fusion friend, she jumped and dug her nose into the screen, finding a nearby planet.

"Here, there's one off the Sirius sun, it's about.." her smile dropped into a face of disappointed worry, "twelve sectors from here, it's the closest one."
The fusion turned to her captain, who mulled the idea over in his mind.

"Okay, sounds like a plan."

"Rhodonite will find a planet for us, it will be twelve sectors away, but Lars will agree to go!" Padparadscha said with a pleasant smile.

"Thanks Pads, twins?" Lars smiled, glancing back at the Rutiles.

"On it." "Got it." The two answered, setting the thrusters into gear.

The ship hummed softly before entering hyperspeed, though it cut out only a few minutes in, stopping the crew six sectors from their destination. A bing came on, along with a small light.

"Great, we're out of fuel."