Sev tenses at the contact, shifting away from Eva again with a slight apologetic look.
"I've never been planetside before. I was supposed to go down there as part of training but it got cancelled for some reason...Beyond 'liberty', i don't know much about this place."
She laughs slightly, but the sound is regretful and sad. Shaking her head, she threw off the dark thoughts.
"But now I get to anyway..." she sighs softly, leaning on the windowframe. "This should be fun."
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Hovering nearby, a lone fighter sat inconspicuously near Newark. It was nothing near out of place, people paused around the planet all the time to chat or rest. "I think I see her."
"Can you be sure?"
"Definately. She's still onboard." The conversation took up only the space of a few seconds, followed by a long silence from the radio. "Very well. We're dispatching a transport. Good job."
The pilot of the vessel pushed up the throttle, evacuating the space as quickly as possible.
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
