<div class="floatleft">(https://i.kym-cdn.com/photos/images/original/000/760/430/c89.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Kaulo Ma<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Cockpit<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>All,  Open<br/><strong>Mentioned:</strong>NA<br/><strong>Actions (Combat only)</strong>:NA<br/><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong>NA<br/><br/>Two Y-wings, two Z-95 Headhunters.  A solid formation.  Teeth and a thick skin.  They would deal with whatever came to them, one way or another.  Kaulo watched as one of his control fins detached and spun off into space.  The techs had only been able to do so much to his battered ship in the time they had.<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">It wasn't their fault.</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306138.msg15174583#msg15174583 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306138.msg15174583#msg15174583)</div></div><br/><br/>"This is Fin.  I hope this trip won't be too long.  The good news is that we will be able to find our way home without instruments.  The bad news is because we'll be able to follow the trail pieces that are falling off my ship."  For Kaulo to joke was rare but it was typically dark when he did.  "I have lost a lateral control fin.  If we do face combat, my turns to starboard will be wider than my turns to port.  Adjust your tactics accordingly.  I do not consider myself compromised at this time and will be continuing with the mission."<br/><br/>He guided his Y-wing through the containment shields slowly enough that the missing fin wouldn't overly compromise his maneuvering in the atmosphere inside the<em>Final Frontier</em>.  A quick scan of his instruments showed no life signs in the landing bay and precious little in the way of machinery.<br/><br/>"Sensors show a good atmosphere," he reported.  "I am cracking my cockpit now."<br/><br/>