Everett Fletcher-Yoshikawa<br/>Dropship Black Sun, Dalton<br/>Dalton System<br/>Duchy of Oriente<br/>5 February 3145<br/><hr/><br/>The shockwave from the near-misses set Butterfly's gyroscopes wild again, and it took several seconds for Everett to restabilize. Even as he fought the controls for balance, he was steering for whatever cover might be available between him and the volcano slope.<br/><br/>"Long Tom, pop that Beagle and find their spotter. That much artillery can pin the entire unit down if we can't break their targeting."<br/><br/>Following his own advice, he looked to short-range sensors - nothing approaching the sensitivity of an Active Probe, but a TAG in laser-paint mode wasn't the stealthiest piece of equipment either.<br/>