With this being a simple cargo run, maximum speed isn't a priority. You glide on up to the Navigator's Vestibule as the Ignis breaks orbit, seal the hatch and pull out the real-space maps. Taking the long way around from Riptide to HJG-1034 passes 'over' three intervening systems, as you ride the stable Warp-routes between them. Total expected transit time would be four to eight weeks. With this in mind, you make sure that the Vestibule is configured for long-haul Transit. Extended duration liquid nutrient feed, check. Extended tethers for the nutrient feed and catheter, check. Change of clothes, negative. You comm Canala, and have her send up a change of robes and undergarments for after the transit. She delivers your requested clothes and then departs, nervous to be inside the Vestibule. Understandable, you suppose.

With all of that complete, and the Navigator's Vestibule fully prepared for the upcoming Transit, you open your Third Eye and flow through the ship. Already, you can feel Miotal Scathanna flowing with you, the delicate traceries of sentient metal flickering along your thoughts, enhancing your anchoring to the ship. Little flickers of extra details file themselves away, notations for investigation later. You raise your gaze to the Astronomicon, its pulsar-beat illuminating the familiar reference points along your expected journey. You promptly trim your projected course to the stronger currents, and refine your estimated time to around fifteen days.

With your projected course shaping up quite handily, you lock in the entry vector with the helm. All hands prepare for transit, and you slip smoothly into the Warp.

Despite your projections, the first five days of the Transit are marred by repeated evasions around jagged reefs of warp energy and whirlpools of flotsam. You keep diverting around them, making steady progress, but slightly irritated that you missed spotting them at the time of transit. The second and third weeks pass smoothly, a clean and relatively quick run through the warp.

You manage to catch and free the Ignis from a flex of warp energy just before reverting to realspace in the HJG-1034 system. It inflicts no damage to the ship, but does skew your exit vector slightly. You relinquish helm command to the bridge, where Faunia promptly gets the ship back into the entry lane.

Disconnecting from your command throne, you feel the weight of the last fifteen days begin to sink into your bones. You are once again quite disheveled from not having bathed or slept for the duration, but you change into the spare robe and make for your quarters with your dirty one in a garment bag. You don't bother with new undergarments, not wanting to soil them before you get your bath. You lean on Miotal Scathanna all the way back to your quarters, where Canala helps you into the bath and starts to scrub you clean. Exhausted, you fall asleep beneath her gentle ministrations.

When you awaken some eighteen hours later, the Ignis is already in the process of off-loading her cargo to Gibil 2, the new shipyard in the system. An Adeptus Mechanicus shipyard is no place for shopping or socializing, so you will be stuck aboard the Ignis until your next port of call. But that does leave you some free time relatively unsupervised.