Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-4794494-20141014230422/@comment-23782751-20141119000742

Fox "Copy that.  Hang tight, keep your head low, and extremities warm. Out."

Click!

Crewman: "Okay sir, revving up the shields... now."

The ship begins to glow a bright yellow.

Crewman: "Looking good! Now switching from shields to stealth mode."

The ship itself goes invisible, with a yellow aura surrounding it.

Crewman: "Mmkay. Taking shields offline to achieve true stealth mode... and... shields off!"

The ship disappears, for the most part, from the bay, with only a high pitched whine being the only indication of it's presence.

Fox: "Perfect! Now, listen up DX-1337 and DX-9001. The two of you have been a great asset to Zulu team, but now, you are on my watch.  You do not take orders from Seven anymore, and do not follow any protocol that contradicts with my orders.  Even if that means the elimination of a friend of the Resistance, Republic, Team Heretic Dinofox or the crew of the GFIII. Am I understood?"

XD's: "Crystal, sir!"

Fox: "Indeed... Crystal. Now move it up!!"

The Pelican was boarded by her crew of three, and the ship lifted from her landing pad.

Flight control officer: "Alright Pelican serial number 5138008, you are clear for takeoff."

Fox: "Copy that. Hold on to your seats."

''The pelican slowly started to gain speed, and finally was clear of the hanger bay's shields. Once into the vacuum of space, she activated her cloak and nose-dived towards the coordinates of the base.''