Ven had been helping her father with the business. She was working longer that normal, in hopes her father would pay her the equivalent of over-time. She needed money, after buying her very own Ultimate Horizon system, she only had a dollar and some change, and from what she saw in the ingame market, that would get her no where. After she took a bath to relax, she got dressed into something more casual and got into the cockpit shaped machine. She had played a few times, and was still trying to get used to the game. She was primarily a bomber pilot, but somehow she qualified as a technician if needed. Ven didn't really understand how that worked, but didn't really bother to ask around.

Once inside the game, she found herself in an empty patch of space. With an audible sigh she looked down at the controls. "Too bad this baby doesn't have a cloak or something." She brought up the HUD and swiped through some screens till she ended up on the clan screen. Her application was still pending. "Either he hasn't decided yet, or no longer gets on" she sighed at the thought of the latter. "Why would someone create a clan, only to not get on anymore?" She then sat there for a few minutes before deciding to go somewhere. Hopefully to just watch something, anything.

After the FTL drive had jumped her through, she stared blankly for a few minutes before realizing what was in front of her. Two command ships. Not the biggest ones she's seen, but still bigger than her small bomber. She couldn't see them physically, but her sensors showed two fighter craft exactly across from her, on the other side of the confrontation. She had a feeling she stumbled into something she shouldn't have. Two command ships and two fighters against one lonely bomber, this would not end well if they decided to engage her.