"...Holy...uh..crap. Holy crap!" [i]A fairly young, light feminine voice piped up after the ship had crashed landed into the ground, that voice belonging to a rather loving, absurdly nice, and dreadfully foolish being. The five foot five foot tall, seventeen year old girl sprinted out of the Dojo, her slight tanned right hand latched onto the handle of a First Aid kit. Her body wasn't fat, but wasn't skinny either, while she bore a pure white fabric t-shirt and a pair of khaki shorts to go along with it. The girl's face was angular, with high yet shallow cheekbones, a small nose and small ears, and unrealistically bright blue eyes. Her curly hair was a deep purple, clearly dyed a while back..[/i] [i]The girl made her way as fast as she could to the ship, a look of worry on her face.[/i] "Excuse me?! Sir? Ma'am? Are you still alive?!"