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+Not your best, mamzel.+ "I hate to admit it, but I'm just as jumpy as they are." +No need to worry, I can protect you+ "I'm not worried about myself, I'm worried about them." The dropships pilot Milot crackled over the vox "Mamzel we are coming down on the bluff now, opening bay doors in 5 minu-" The vox crumbled as the ship began to rock under infantry fire from the ground, as I gazed from one of the four bays viewports I saw a large anti-air battery mounted
to a large spire begin to turn and engage our squadron. "grap, open the friggin hatch now Milot!" I shouted over the vox. I suppose he heard me as the bay door began crawling open, it must have sustained heavy damage for the doors were designed to open in less than a second for rapid
release. "Ah shit, ladies mount up! Milot how far up are we? "--ahh t-enty mee-ters mam-" his already suffering vox cut out as the cockpit of the dropship erupted in flames, I was at least thankful we did not have to listen to his dieing screams and wished him on his way with a quick prayer. |