<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/4/4c/ValerieStar01.png/468px-ValerieStar01.png)</div><tt class="bbc_tt"><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Valerie Orion</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=315224.msg15234052#msg15234052)<br/><strong>SP:</strong> 36 / 36      <strong>HP:</strong> 35 / 35      <strong>RP:</strong> 6 / 6<br/><strong>Weapon IN HAND:</strong> Azimuth Laser Rifle<br/><strong>Equipped Armour:</strong> Vesk Overplate I<br/><strong>Carried Weapons:</strong> Survival Knife, Tactical Semi-Auto Pistol <br/><br/><strong>Consumables:</strong> Rations x3, Intoxicant x3<br/><br/><strong>Spells/Abilities:</strong> Celestial Radiance 3 / 3, Envoy Improvisation</tt><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Valerie didn't bother arguing with Lyssie; when she got it into her head that a possibility wasn't a possibility, the only way to make her reconsider was to prove her wrong, and given that they had no evidence either way, that wasn't happening any time soon. She agreed of course that a military contract was<em>unlikely,</em>but it was still possible. After all, she could think of a hundred reasons why a military operation might want to hide the fact that they'd discovered the location of a previously-thought-lost high-end Battlecruiser and that they were in the process of salvaging or scuttling it. The people it belonged to wouldn't want their rivals knowing they found it, and any governments who found it that didn't originally own it wouldn't want the original owners finding out and kicking up a fuss about it, now would they? Governments used mercenaries and criminals and insurgent groups to perform off the books ops all the time. To think otherwise was...well, you were wrong. Again. Not likely...but still possible. Either way, arguing would do nothing, so she simply kept her mouth shut and let Reva and Lyssie do what they did best; spy. Valerie couldn't help much with the operation, but it was enough that she'd been the one to suggest it.<br/><br/>Eventually, they managed to patch into their communications enough to know that they weren't on patrol; they were out there for something, and they'd be leaving soon. But what they were waiting for...her face fell, and her expression became somewhat more serious. She glanced at Reva and Lyssie. If what they were hearing was true...then the mercenary company that had brought them there were all dead, or at least believed to be. What were the chances a different transport had touched down in the same general direction at the same time? Almost impossible. The captain and crew hadn't been all that friendly and had given the impression that they were not exactly welcome on the ship, but still. That didn't mean that they deserved to die, and more pressingly, it meant that their ride off this rock had just gone up in smoke. She shook her head.<strong>"I don' like th' sound'a that,"</strong>she said softly.<strong>"It ain' just me, right? Sounds like our ride 's just lost its wings."</strong>She sighed.<strong>"Well. I guess th' good news is that they don' know we're here, so we got that goin' for us at least, eh?"</strong>She'd mourn the lives lost later, in her own way. Right at that moment...they had other things to worry about, and crying wasn't gonna do a damn thing.<strong>"So, ladies. After you."</strong>She gestured across the gap, now unguarded and - as far as they knew - unwatched. It was now or never, after all.