<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/bwelbD2.png)</div>Name: Haykriss Sokorra (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2273707)<br/>Location:<em>Fate's Fortune:</em>Cargo Hold, Cargo Container<br/>Time: Unknown<br/>Tagging: Everyone<br/><hr/><br/>Haykriss listened to the new plan with her jaw agape. Taking a ship was a dangerous proposition, against a numerically superior force with military training? The Mirialan's question needed an answer though. "I've never actually flown anything larger than a training fighter, but... in theory?" That was true, flight training<em>had</em>covered larger vessels, and she'd messed with larger things a handful of times in simulators, but nothing bigger than a medium freighter. Still, spaceflight was spaceflight, and once you got out of the direct throttle and joystick, they were all kind of similar for the most part, right?<br/><br/>Honestly though, there wasn't a doubt in her mind that getting aboard the ship would be the hardest part. If they could pull that off, then by the Old Guardians, she<em>would</em>fly the damn thing, even if she had to suit up and push it.<br/><br/>As sparks began raining down on them, she ducked into the partial cover of the metal crate's doors. "There's your answer. Did you have some plan for getting past them?"