Once again, Jules cursed her Captain. Under her breath this time, however, as she directed more of the ship's power towards the engine's coolant system. Walter was actually right -<em>Ellie May</em>was a tough ol' bird and could take the high-pitched turns and dips as well as any brand new E-class Cutter out there. But Juliette still worreid. As she always did.<br/><br/>Out here in the black, a good ship was all that stood between you and the endtimes.<br/><br/>With a final twitch of the handle, she pushed off of the console and spun towards the door, just as Walter called out his next order.<em>Guns... On the guns</em>.<br/><br/>The clang her boots made on the grated walkway as she ran to the gunwell echoed throughout the cargo hold. Sliding down the ladder, she pulled the hatch and ducked into the gunner's seat, strapping in, just as Walter was bringing the<em>Ellie May</em>around to bear down on McClean. She settled the headset that would connect her directly to the cockpit as Walter issued the command to their bounty. Almost predictably, a moment later, McClean gave Walter the proverbial middle finger in space, and Jules was given the go-ahead to take out his engines.<br/><br/>The guns warmed up, Juliette Flowers bit her lower lips as she slowly brought the cannon around to aim at the sloop's black-smoking engine. "He must've been ridin' her hard if the engines are already burnin' like that..." She mused into the mic. "Little higher, Kenz..." She asked softly. Like she was waiting for the perfect moment. The right time...<br/><br/>And when it presented itself, Jules pressed the double trigger on the gun's stick and two blasts left the cannon, heading straight for the sloops engines. In a  shower of sparks, the first blast hit the right engine, taking it out, tilting the ship enough that the second blast from Jules' gun missed.