As the stars elongated to points of light, outside the<em>Zephyr's</em>window - The<em>lurch</em>pressing Etoile into her seat! - she looked away from the viewscreen, her slim fingers keying up the messages that were waiting for her! My, it looked like the others were busy, too...She wasn't the only one out there!<br/><br/>Her lips curved in a little pout, at Facile's message - Oooh, that woman really knew how to get under her skin. She'd<em>show</em>her, one way or another. Lucille wasn't even going to dignify that with a response-! Her blue eyes narrowed, ever-so-slightly - She couldn't<em>wait</em>to get her on her knees...One way or another-!<br/><br/>That thought warmed her, as the<em>Zephyr</em>slid from the jump, her skin tingling at the transition back to realspace. Lucille's violet ponytail swayed, as she breathed a sigh of relief...Her ship gliding forward, towards the looming orb of Carca! "So<em>this</em>is the place," she murmured to herself, calling up the viewscreen - The answering<em>ping</em>telling her that she'd found a match.<br/><br/>"Hmmmmm..." Etoile swivelled in her seat, biting her lip<em>just so</em>as the compound flickered into existence. Not *that* well-armed, as a matter of fact...But that Anti-Air Turret could be a problem. With their defenses down, she could probably take it out from here - The Zephyr wasn't the most heavily-armed ship, but she hadn't skimped on the weaponry.<br/><br/>If she took a shot from here,<em>just</em>outside of sensor range, she'd definently alert them...But it'd make getting<em>out</em>a lot easier, too! If she didn't, she'd have the advantage of surprise - But how much would that mean? At least she knew her target wasn't in the turret...<br/><br/>Hell. She'd go in<strong>hard and fast</strong>, and devil take the hindmost! She'd already suited up, in anticipation of disembarking...This was going to be<em>hot</em>. The Zephyr's thrusters flamed, as the targeting computer chimed - Her ship's particle guns cycling to full charge, her tongue between her full lips. This was going to be<em>tricky</em>...But she'd always been a good shot. She'd need to fire right before they could lock on!<br/><br/>Light flared, as her weapons discharge - Streaming bolts of emerald radiance pulsing forth from the Zephyr's guns, her small ship swooping towards the compound! At this range, she couldn't see if she'd scored a hit - though something flared, satisfyingly, on her HUD - and she wasn't going to wait around to find out...She'd hit them while they were still reeling, aiming to pull her target out while he had his pants down! (Figuratively speaking, though she wouldn't put it past him!)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rolls!</div><div class="spoiler_body">Perception: 3/4 - 1 EP spent!<br/><br/>Target Number: 5<br/><br/><strong>Shooting:</strong><br/>Roll(5d6)+0:<br/>1,1,6,4,5,+0<br/>Total:17</div></div>