The chatter of the propellers filled the sky as the new, smaller flying machine took off. Less stable, certainly less powerful, but with enough space for two passengers it lifted off straight through the burned down roof of pier's old residence. Nothing more than a dingy powered by three propellors, two, one on each side jutting out, and a third on the front. The lift was impressive, lifting it way into the air. The two passengers sitting inside with wide grins on their faces. Pier and Isé.

Their eyes gazed over their island as it became smaller and smaller, the tower in the centre, the pillar as it was still being built, growing up as they went, and then finally falling behind them in their race upwards. This high up everything looked no more than an ant, but the two sat their, an eye-glass scanning out over the horrizon before finally they spot something. Isé jumped up in extacy; there they go, it's the pirate ship. Pier followed her gaze, and their in the sea, after leaving the island could be seen the Dragon's Wing, too far to see bare eye, but still there. He smiled as he watched his saviours go on their way, on their adventure.

"Let's go follow them!" Isé exclaimed as she followed their direction with her feet; not a good tact on such a small sky-ship as it seemed to follow her, but Pier moved to counter-balance.

"I'm sorry dear, but the stability isn't great enough just yet, we can't do something like that.!

She was less than happy at this as could be deciphered from her whine and huff, but as she sat down in the middle of the boat all was well again.

They rose steadily for some way, but the stability was not great enough. They decended again as the turbulance started. But they still smiled, they'd get their some day, and on that day they'd reach the stars.

Their tears shed for Tami, who they knew would be looking down happily, and they fell slowly towards the tiny island, the perspective being set. This tiny island looked so small from up here, but that was true; even with the huge events in the last few days, this was a small island, and these events where nothing on the world stage. For the pirates under Owen the Midget, they were nothing compared to what was to come. But for some, it was a dream taking flight... litteraly.