<strong>Name:</strong>Karri Xanaa<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Musashi; Simulators - Pod 4<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open, Misa, Rob<br/><hr/><br/>Karri watched the rainbow swirl of colors and waited while the fighter was carried along the space folds tachyon slipstream, there was nothing to do, the controls locked and the fighters nav system  synced to the Bunker Hill‘s for the transit. Not that that was bad; if you drifted off the slipstream, even if you could still see the other ships you’d be lost forever in nowhere.<br/>As the task-force reentered normal space she waited for the few seconds while the systems released and the computers decided they were where they were supposed to be.<br/><br/>Even as the Bunker Hill came back on the com Karri’s eyes flicked to the warning lights and tones the first flashes and explosions confirming what the fighters systems were now screaming.<br/><strong>“Fuck!”</strong>She blurted out, she knew this was a sim, she had the immediate realization that this was probably one of those no win scenarios that trainers were fond of putting together. Though none of that mattered at that moment as she watched the Girdy Lou die,  the only thing was that she was going to win or drag this out as long as possible…<br/><strong><br/>“Cobra Weapons Free, evade and engage mines!,” </strong>She growled over the fighter com as she hammered the RCS thrusters to send her fighter back, away from the approaching mine even as she slammed the throttle fully forward, 100% military power and engaged the thrust reversers on the main engine. The odd command making the pod jerk, the virtual fighter starting to back away from the closing mine as she scorched the hull of her fighter.<strong>“Protect the Bunker Hill!”</strong><br/><br/>She pulled full back on the stick, nosing the fighter upwards even as she hit the master arming switch and then released the armed missiles as her fighter approached vertical.  The missiles releasing form the hardpoints under the craft as they almost just hung in space their relative velocity close to zero. The fighter continuing to tip back as the proximity warning wailed in her headset, as she almost inverted. The RCS thrusters were cut as she slammed the thrust reversers closed on the main engine.  The Cosmo Zero-Kai suddenly lurching forward as the fighter accelerated at full throttle. Still almost growling as she fought with the controls the fighter racing straight towards the carrier, the blue armored hull taking up almost her entire screen as she corkscrewed the fighter away from the mine that had locked on her as she raced just above the hull of the Bunker Hill.<br/><strong><br/>“Fuck, fuck, fuck!”</strong>She chanted frustration evident I her voice as she fired, the forward cannons a mine moving towards the carrier exploding away form the ships hull.<br/>With any luck the mine would impact the dropped missiles. She needed time to form a new plan, how deep were they in this minefield?<br/><br/><strong>“HAVCAP Cobra, Check!” </strong>She didn’t even know if any of her element was even still in the game.<br/>