"Insect! You dare question the honor of Clan Phantom Helix! You know nothing!" Galaxy Commander Vegeta barked over the radio. Hit a nerve. "Hicks! Show this insolent fool the might of Phantom Helix!" As he spoke, another face appeared in everyone's MFD, this one of a young man with serious features (http://s4.hubimg.com/u/1384947_f520.jpg).<br/><br/>"Yes, Galaxy Commander!" The Vulture broke off and began to give chase to Jil, keeping right on his heels.<br/><br/>"<em>The </em>Arda Nova<em>is equipped with two Aerospace Fighters, but at the time we have no pilots...</em>" Tsubaki responded, an answer she wasn't looking for.<br/><br/>"Don't worry. We've got Aerospace Support!" Came a third voice over the radio, three Aerospace Fighters streaking overhead.<br/><br/>"Ryo-Ohki! About damn time you got here!" Ryoko shouted over her radio.<br/><br/>"Sorry, sis, got tangled up in a fueling line!" She paused for a moment as the fighters honed in on the DropShip. "Engaging FedCom DropShip."<br/><br/>"Negative, sis, Hostiles are Clan, not FedCom." The Aerospace Fighter, Ryo-Ohki, gave a little meow at this news.<br/><br/>"Even better! Now I don't have to hold back! Jennifer! Samus! Open fire!"<br/><br/>"Roger!" The other two Aerospace Pilots acknowledged, beginning their attack run.<br/><br/>Mami, in the meantime, was neck-deep in Masakiri, the pair circle-strafing about each other, PPC blasts landing on dirt and mountain alike, doing no damage. "I grow tired of this charade! You think you're some hot-shot 'Mech Pilot? Eat this!" The LRM rack atop the Masakiri opened up into ten missiles, all flying towards the<em>Tiro Finale</em>.<br/><br/>"Lame." Mami responded, firing another PPC down the middle of the LRMs, detonating them all harmlessly. "That all you got, kid?"<br/><br/>"Kid?!" Granger shouted, firing another PPC, this one striking her 'Mech's shoulder.<br/><br/>"<em>Critical Hit: Shoulder Actuator.</em>" Her computer groaned at her.<br/><br/>"Lucky shot." Mami muttered, recovering from the hit.