This was not how things were supposed to go.
Peridot had come back to Earth so that she could check on the cluster experiments, and this time, she'd come prepared. Thanks to the intel that the Lapis Lazuli had brought to Homeworld, she'd been sent with a proper warship and an escort, a Jasper, who had made quick work of the renegade Gems who had been fouling her research and destroying her equipment. The Jasper had even taken them prisoner, and things had been looking up! They had been!
... Relatively.
"We can't leave yet!" Peridot protested as she followed after the stalking Jasper. "The whole point of coming here was to check on the Cluster!"
The Jasper slammed a fist against the wall in frustration. One of the prisoners they'd taken had been making noise ever since she'd re-built her physical form.
"Stop singing!"
Peridot grimaced and leaned away as the Jasper rounded on her next and started to yell. She didn't think her escort would attack her, but the Jasper was huge, and fierce, and angry.
"Rose Quartz takes priority," she snarled. "Get back to the bridge, and set a course for Homeworld!"
And with that, the Jasper stalked away.
"Go to Earth, they said," Peridot muttered a few minutes later as she made her way toward the bridge. "It'll be easy, they said."
So much for the mission. Again.
Setting a course. She'd been setting a course, like she'd been told, when the door opened behind her, and the Steven and two of his Crystal Gem companions stepped through. The Steven was the first to come at her, but she grabbed for a weapon first, swinging it down on top of him.
... Peridot had not expected the Steven to grab it with his bare hands. Or the Amethyst to tie her up with her whip while she was busy wondering how in the world the Steven had managed to avoid being hurt by their advanced Homeworld technology.
Or the Pearl to take command of the ship.
"Don't touch that! You clods don't know what you're doing!"
"You got this, Pearl!"
As if a Pearl could handle flying a ship that was five thousand years more advanced than anything she would have seen since the last time she was on Homeworld!
The Pearl stuck her hands in the controls.
Something on another deck exploded.
Peridot wasn't saying the two things were related, but either way, the ship was going down, and she didn't intend to be stuck on it when it crashed back on that miserable planet below. Writhing away from the Amethyst, still bound in that annoying whip of hers, Peridot hit her head on the floor, and an escape pod formed around her, pulled her in, and then was jettisoned off into space.
Now if she could just get free of the whip, maybe she'd even be able to steer it.
[OOC: NFB and NFI for distance, naturally! Establishy goodness is establishy, and everything here was taken from the Steven Universe episode, Jail Break!]