Karl "HotShot" Meek

[Armageddon]

the Newly promoted LT Hotshot launched from the rubicon, a Bluntman and Sparfell formed up as they were sent to investigate possible AI activity deep inside liberty space, using his knowledge of the back roads (having done some few successful joyrides in some old starfleas through bretonia in his youth) it had given him a knowledge of several jumphole locations one, being a jumphole from Leeds where he had grown up, to the magellan system just outside liberty space, a few years back they could have jumped directly to new york from there, however the jumpgate no longer functioned for some reason.

"right fellas we be approaching the jumphole now, check that the blasted thing is phasalined i thinks before we go through." Pushing a few buttons on his command console he brought up several command menus on the dradis console, he nodded, happy that the jumphole was safe. "Right lads stop lakeing about and jump to magellan." The 2 vipers jumped away meek checking his dradis one last time, jumpes assured that they weren't followed.

The jumps through liberty space were uneventful, we were proceeding under the cover of flying out to escort one of the civillian rides in the fleet under the name o' tatran. Upon entering the capital of liberty, a Navy lad checked our flight plans, in one of those old bucket of bolt defender ships, useless they are. Upon being satisfied with the flightplan he allowed the 3 heavilly armed vipers to proceed. After checking that mini-razors were indeed legal with Norfolk Shipyard.

As we approached Manhattan Bluntman called over from my left "Liberty Cruiser! One Lifesign." Last time he had checked those things had a crew of over 200 personell. "Go to AI combat mode." he ordered flicking switches to shutdown the computers to the barebones power they were used at in possible AI situations...