Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-4794494-20141123021722/@comment-4794494-20141201015218

After 'Quirov enters the Phantom, the gravity lift deactivates and the hatch closes.

Pilot "Taking us around!"

The Phantom ascends from the loading pad and zig-zags through urban infrastructure while minor skirmishes occur around them.

Pilot "I'm reducing it to a brisk cruise; any slower and we're vulnerable to AA fire."

UFM walks over to the port-side turret opening and peeks out, while an unggoy vigilantly mans the gun. As the phantom flies by the city structures, he only notices kig-yar fleet and scouting fleet troops engaging mercenaries. The attacks were not nearly as intense, focused, or as large as they had been a few hours ago, but they were still numerous.

"See if you can get in touch with Spartan Bray, 'Quirov. Andare, try for your friends."

'Quirov "That's like looking for a needle in a haystack with all this chatter on the net, but I'll give it a shot."