<div class="floatleft">(https://s6.postimg.org/v1n2jvf7l/SpaceBun.png)</div>"Great. Nothing on the scope." Fio scowled at the display. The honeypot was parked on an old lakebed a few miles away from the wreck. Diane and the others had taken the Nighthare over to the site. Even so, this was a space ship. A few miles was practically next door as far as it was concerned.<br/><br/>Just then, the comm crackled with the distinct sound of the interference caused by a heavy plasma discharge, followed by sounds of pain. Fio's eyes narrowed, and her lips compressed into a tight line. She thumbed the intercom just as Silke walked in with her boots and gun. "Hold on girls, we're going in hot!"<br/><br/>Fio vaulted over her console and into the pilots seat while Silke scurried over to the nearest console to strap in. While they hadn't expected trouble, they also hadn't expected to be staying here long, so while the engines weren't hot, they weren't off either. It only took a few seconds to get the old bird fired up, and moments later it was lurching into the air amidst a plume of dust and plasma. She oriented the ship towards the wreck and started the arming sequence for the main gun. If those blue eyed punks thought they'd brought the biggest gun to<em>this </em>fight, they were in for a rude surprise...