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[hr][b]Location:[/b] Engine Room[hr][/center]

[color=9C6F6F]"祖先请,"[/color] Lionel exclaimed at the not unexpected but still surprising sudden burst of flames from the engine. As the only able-bodied person not busy with some other bullshit, it was up to him to take up the task of firefighting. Lionel ran to the fire extinguisher and fumbled around with it as he made his way back to the open fire. He was lucky enough that the knowledge of how to operate the tool was never forgotten, always tucked away in some dark recess of his mind, but at the same time, it was hard to get a proper handle of the pin and trigger when you were on a crashing ship and stakes were high. Silently, as he sprayed the fire extinguisher into the flaming engine, Lionel resolved that next time he found himself without a place to stay, he would not pick a Firefly ship.

[center][h1][color=17A589]Carla Lobo[/color][/h1][/center]
[hr][center][color=17A589][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Bridge[/center][hr]

Well Carla certainly hadn't expected this turn of events to occur. They actually managed to stop the Reaver attack. But from the looks of things, they had sacrificed their ship's functionality, effective leaving them sitting ducks for the crew to pick up their target. Carla found her hand resting over her heart, which was accelerating in its rate of beating as her body felt like it was growing hotter and hotter. Oh anticipation was only going to sweeten the release to come.