As Alanna ducked down between the bursts of flak, she looked for some kind of opening where she could attack.  However, before she could do that, warning tones blared in the cockpit and Beeper let out a long, high-pitched squeal.  Wincing a little, she put her head on a swivel, just in time to see the tell-tale puffs of energy that indicated a barrage of concussion missiles was incoming.  "Oh sh-" The rest of her sentence was drowned out by the high blaring of the missile-lock alarm.  "8 of them!?  A little bit of over-kill there, don't you think?  Beeper, funnel all power to engines and shields, we need to get the hell out of here.  Let's put some distance between them and us, this is a *really* bad idea."  Throwing the throttle forward, she pulled the Lady Shadow up and around to try and escape the massive onslaught of concussion missiles.  For the most part, her maneuvers succeeded, though a couple of the missiles managed to get close enough and detonate, taking a chunk out of her remaining shields even with the boosted power.  Slightly shaken, she tried to move to an area where she wouldn't be quite so simple to target.<br/><br/>Dodge Roll:  3 Piloting, 2 "Full Defense", 2 "Determined", 0 roll, 7 total.  Alanna loses a Force Point and one box of Stress and Health.<br/><br/>Stress Cap: [X][][][]<br/>Health: [X][][][][][]<br/>Force Points: 5<br/><br/>Sector 7<br/>Sector 6<br/>Sector 5<br/>Minefield B<br/>Sector 4   *Cruiser B* *Alanna*<br/>Sector 3   *Zeta*<br/>Sector 2<br/>Sector 1<br/>Minefield A  *Static*<br/>Independence<br/><br/>