[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=008080]William Harper[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]http://www.equilibriumfans.com/EquilibriumStill0100-ClericJohnPreston(ChristianBale)MD.jpg[/img][hr][b][color=teal]Location:[/color][/b] Retribution, Bridge [hr][/center]

	The second that the display of light burst across their visual, Harper set himself to the necessary and honorable task of saving his own ass. This particular technique of personal ass saving led him to reduce power on one of the Retribution's engines, simultaneously increasing power on the other. Maneuvering thrusters served only to maintain a generally upright position. Generally. Considering that Harper has using the main engines for steering, they did their jobs quite well - that is to say that the ship only bucked and jumped twice in the repositioning, but the damned thing had just turned in a capacity unrealized in its manufacturing specs. Lieutenant Harper [i]really[/i] hoped no one was shaving just then. Even snuck a peek back to confirm that Foy was still on the bridge and not tending to a client, just in case. 

	Considering the distraction in play, he probably didn't need to hook a turn that urgently. He did so for two reasons, primarily: 1) His own nervousness at being chased down by Reavers, while it didn't show in the form of sweating bullets and trembling with anxiety, was causing him to make drastic decisions, and 2) Just because he wanted to. It had been a while since he'd piloted a craft like this, and he [i]really[/i] wanted to remind himself of both his and the boat's capabilities. 

	At mention of finding the Reaver vessel's "blind spot", Harper began scanning the vessel. If it had a place that its visuals and sensors couldn't get at, at least in atmo, he was gunning for the best vector.