<div class="floatright">(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/bd0d5b3d-d5aa-4913-b587-901d54b582f7/d8hjjlz-79555304-5f4c-4ba0-9369-c14c65a631b8.jpg/v1/fill/w_1024,h_1924,q_75,strp/badass_scifi_gal_by_leejj_d8hjjlz-fullview.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9MTkyNCIsInBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcL2JkMGQ1YjNkLWQ1YWEtNDkxMy1iNTg3LTkwMWQ1NGI1ODJmN1wvZDhoampsei03OTU1NTMwNC01ZjRjLTRiYTAtOTM2OS1jMTRjNjVhNjMxYjguanBnIiwid2lkdGgiOiI8PTEwMjQifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6aW1hZ2Uub3BlcmF0aW9ucyJdfQ.-c8yS5bhEYKcnM-yhzQbLDWwPK_ynjb8LPIeqUIGg04)</div><tt class="bbc_tt"><strong>Name:</strong> Reva Morten (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=315224.msg15234208#msg15234208)<br/><strong>SP:</strong> 45/45      <strong>HP:</strong> 34/34      <strong>RP:</strong> 6/6<br/><strong>Weapon IN HAND:</strong> (None)<br/><strong>Equipped Armour:</strong> D-suit I (EAC 19, KAC 20)<br/><strong>Carried Weapons:</strong> Tactical baton +7, 1d4+2 B (melee); tactical semi-auto pistol +8, 1d6+2 P (30 ft), 9/9 charges<br/><strong>Consumables:</strong> flash grenade I (2), stickybomb grenade I (2), canteen, 2 days rations</tt><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Reva followed the same procedure she had done in her numerous but infrequent forays into planetary scouting: They would keep lights out, with Jules leading by about 150 feet. He would activate his torch to get a better look at their surroundings, and notify Reva of anything unusual such as movement or evidence of prior activity. She drove carefully, checking the plotted route frequently and taking regular verbal cues from Valerie to assist driving in the dark. Every now and then, she accessed the feed from Jules's camera for a few seconds at a time. His autonomous programming was not much, but it was inexpensive; in times like these, one role in which he excelled was to function as a prosthetic enhancement of her right eye.<br/><br/>Somewhere above, the light of the galaxy's ecliptic provided scarce light against the darker foreground of the moon's surface. Lights-out EVAs were not something Reva had done often, but in her time flying with salvage & rescue crews, it sometimes paid to be extra careful. She might have found it eerie, were it not for Valerie's frequent interjections.<br/><br/><strong>"Should be there soon,"</strong>Reva said, once the map indicated they were within a mile or so, and instructed Jules to turn off his light. She traced a route to the left, rising to follow the beginning of the large ridge where the derelict lay, before bringing the buggy to a halt in a shallow crater about half a mile out. From there, it would be a simple matter of continuing to follow the ridge on foot.