(Before I start on this one, I feel I should say something. First of all, Archimedes action sucked. Outside of the fact that this guy is a stoic character, there were a few technical reasons I wrote him like that. He has no reason to care about this planet specifically. Even before they exiled him, he wasn't exactly thrilled with the inhabitants. And yes, he does want it to be his daughter that survives, but intellectually, he knows he won't even see his daughter again whether she survived or not. He wants her to survive, but he knows within a few weeks, it won't even matter to him so he's not going to let it bother him. As for technical reasons, when I wrote the last chapter, I had already spent two hours searching for information on the Star Fox universe. I can't remember at the moment, but I believe the planet is the actual name of Krystal's home planet. It wasn't supposed to be a mystery, if anyone didn't realize. There you go. I also like writing characters that can push their emotions to the side when they need to. They're fun, I rarely do them, so I made my semi-original character a stoic. Finally, how do you express any sort of feeling over the explosion of a planet. It's something that you just really can't imagine. Heck, the only example I can really think of is Princess Leia crying over the destruction of Alderaan. I wasn't going to copy it because it didn't fit the character I had in mind and it didn't really seem appropriate. A planet blows up and you don't go screaming why did this happen! You probably mutter oh my god or fall into an awkward silence while the news sinks in. Heck, I think everyone should have been more shocked at James reaction. He went straight to business. Ok, I've wasted enough of your time. On with the story.)

"Permission to dock...granted."

The four ships came into towards the spacedock, slowing down on approach. "Falco, I need you to guard the ships while me and Leon take care of some business." Wolf smirked. "If you're docking with us, Katt, I want you to stay at the docks as well. No sense in spreading thin."

"Aw, man. Why do I have to stay at the docks?"

"I'll do it." Leon said quickly.

"Ew."

"Yeah, let Leon do it. He's great for guard duty."

"Hey!"

"I need Leon with me. He has skills essential for this job."

"That's alright. I'm sure we can find something to do to pass the time, Falco."

Falco pressed some buttons, changing to a private communication with Wolf. "Please take her with you."

"Sorry, Falco. The fewer of us there are, the better chance of success."

"Hey, Peps!" Pigma boomed, walking onto the bridge. "What's going on."

"Just waiting for James to-"

"Wonderful!" The pig interrupted, slamming his hand down on the back of Peppy's chair. "Hey! Since everyone seems to be busy at the moment, I'm going to be in the training room for a while."

"Hey, I could use a little-"

"I'd prefer train alone."

"Are you sure?"

"Yep, unless you want to play a betting match."

The hare stared at his teammate for a moment, then scowled and shook his head. "Fine, have it your way."

"Thought so." Pigma laughed, walking out of the bridge.

"Hey, Fly Boy." The hare shouted as she jogged to catch up with Fox, books clutched in her hands. "You got time after classes today? I was thinking we could go see a holo."

"Uh...how about tomorrow?" Fox replied, smiling at Lucy. "I already promised Slips I would help test out one of his inventions."

"I don't think so. I've got a few night classes tomorrow."

"Come along then." He stopped at a locker, and started working on the lock. "It shouldn't take too long, and we can go afterwards."

"Can't you just postpone the test a few days?" She scowled. "How often do any of us get to hang out without having to work on our skills?"

"I don't see you trying to hang out with Slippy or Bill.." Fox smiled again, opening the locker.

"Maybe I just want to hang out with you." She said, smirking. Then she walked off. "I'll meet you after class."

Two foxes ran through the Saragosa streets, sprinting into alleyways when a spotlight swept over the street they were on. "Damn these curfews." James scowled, waiting for the spotlight to pass.

"Damn you, James!" His companion countered. "Why couldn't you dock your ship closer to my place?"

"It wouldn't be a problem if you didn't have to pack all your notes." James remarked, dashing after the lights had passed. He started talking again once they had skidded into a new alley. "Shouldn't you be bawling your eyes out or something? A whole planet just blew up."

"Never really cared for the place." Archimedes said, looking down the alley. "Moved there for my wife's health, you know."

"She's probably dead now."

"I don't think she could have survived anywhere else." The blue fox replied, getting ready to dash. "I truly hope Krystal got away, though."

"Why the hell does a thieves haven have a curfew?" James smirked as they ducked into a new alley.

"Crooks don't like being victims." Archimedes allowed a slight smile. "How much further is your ship, anyways?"

"Two...three streets?"

(Ok, I'm done for now. Hope you enjoy, I hope to update again soon.)