<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Kader Andromias</div><div class="spoiler_body"><span class="bbc_u">Description</span><br/>Career: Ace<br/>Species: Human<br/>Duty: Air Superiority<br/>Motivation: Charge at fear and outrun death<br/>Specialisation: Hotshot<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Characteristics</span><br/>Brawn - 2<br/>Agility - 4<br/>Intellect - 2<br/>Cunning - 2<br/>Willpower - 2<br/>Presence - 3<br/>The Force - 2<br/> <br/><span class="bbc_u">Skills</span><br/>Cool 2<br/>Piloting (Space) 2<br/>Perception 1<br/>Range (Light) 1<br/>Stealth 1<br/>Charm 1<br/>Deception 1<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Talents</span><br/>Hotshot: Skilled Jockey level 1<br/>Hotshot: High G Training level 1<br/>Hotshot: Grit level 1<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Equipment</span><br/>G-suit (2000)<br/>Vacuum sealed (1000)<br/>Scanner Goggles (150)<br/>Commlink (25)<br/>Blaster pistol (400)<br/>Frag grenade x2 (100)<br/>Stimpack x2 (50)<br/>Utility belt (25)<br/>250 Credits</div></div><br/>The gusto with which Ackermann responded so positively to his suggestion was even better than Kader had hoped for. He simply nodded with a suppressed smirk and watch her go, returning to his bunk with a considerably improved mood.<br/><br/>When the guard came back in, Kader was out of his station uniform and his flight suit was laid out on the bunk. He glanced at the guard as though caught by surprise.<br/><br/>"Just thought I'd do a kit check, since it looks like I won't be needing any of this for a while, right?"<br/><br/>When the guard spoke, it was all Kader could do not to grin from ear to ear.<em>Nice work Ackermann, very nice work.</em>He managed, however, not to let his delight show, and simply picked up his flight suit.<br/><br/>"Well in that case," he said, "I suppose I ought to wear it one last time. Protocol and all, if I'm going down to the docking bay."<br/><br/>He quickly dressed, picked up the flight helmet and held it under one arm as he was led away.<br/><br/>Ackermann hadn't been lying about things happening fast. Kader was still bristling with smugness up until just before the guard fell dead. He glanced at what he'd thought was a dutiful, pleasant-mannered technician, who in fact had just shot dead a Naval Trooper. It wasn't at all what he'd had in mind...but did that really matter? It wasn't as though his plan had made accomodation for his return to this ship anyway. Then again, it hadn't involved taking Ackermann with him, and she sure as hell wasn't going to want to stay behind after what she'd just done.<br/><br/>"What the hell did I just get myself into..." Kader muttered to himself, breaking into a sprint and making the well practiced slide down into the docking hatch. As soon as he was in the seat and had his hands on the controls, he could feel the sense of liberation and excitement coursing around him. "That was quick work Ackermann. How did you manage to fake a signal of..."<br/><br/>That was when he noticed shapes approaching. This wasn't a fake attack...this was a<em>real</em>attack!<br/><br/>"Oh boy..." Kader sighed. "Did you know there were ships going to attack, or is this just a horribly unfortunate coincidence? Actually, no time to answer that. If those Y-Wings get to the fuel tanks, this is going to be a real short soiree."<br/><br/>Firing up the engines, Kader accelerated quickly but cautiously away from the ship, mindful of the spurs coming off of the fueling station..<br/><br/><strong>Accelerate maneuver x 2: Speed 2</strong><br/><br/>He had to quickly consider his options. He hadn't told Ackermann that his intention was to escape altogether. She'd helped him under the assumption he had the defence of the<em>Caveat</em>in mind...and after what she'd done to that guard he didn't really want to breach her trust. He had to at least make a token effort at repelling the attack, and certainly not let the fuel depot be destroyed until he was at least clear of it.<br/><br/>The Y-wings were dangerously close, but he couldn't engage them by himself. The A-wings escorting them would overwhelm him.<br/><br/>"Delta two engaging." He said into his comm. "I'm going after those A's; will try to draw them away, give someone else a clear chance at those bombers."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Cool check for Initiative</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.clipular.com/c/5180219582054400.png?k=YEnRlQ6Xu3LwJVrkcAvbiMvmZmo)</div></div>