"Hey!"  Lucas protested at the comment about...the protest was partially over that, but it was also a bit embarrassing.  When he'd built the character, he had given her a sizeable...exterior.  He'd expected to spend hours looking at it.<br/><br/>Not<em>having</em>it!  It still drew a lot of attention and appreciation when he earned money, though...but that matter was quickly stifled by the sizeable explosion against the nearby environs from...oh<em>crap.</em>That particular Dreadnought was an Expeditionary Corps model!  It had been armed with a set of up-scaled Kanissian rifles that functioned like artillery pieces.  It couldn't fire them worth a damn, but a stationary target was a stationary target, and artillery wasn't much good against anything but that and large, slow-moving masses...being a bit on the stupid side meant that it probably had just registered a target and opened fire.  Or maybe whatever infantry was with the Dreadnought's leader had ordered it to.  Any one of a dozen reasons why.<br/><br/>Lucas noted the way that the person he'd fallen on looked him over - appreciative yes, but a glance a bit more than that.  So when she asked the question, he had an answer:<br/><br/>"No, I'm the goddamn queen of Sheba.  Here to give you a secret quest that will turn you into the Twice-Scarred," he named something players had been clamoring for since the game's inception.  "Is that Dreadnought here for you?  Looked like it was-"<br/><br/>Just then, the two of them heard the sound of shouts and air rifles.  "Well, crap.  That can't be good."  He turned to head down to the end of the alley, and looked out to see the scene there.  "Shit."  There were sets of Kanissian soldiers - though they looked like the regular kind and not the shock troopers - along with, he'd been right, an officer in a suit of armor.  "Goddamn it.  I get here to find the Far Lands and I still have to deal with this."