"Relax doughboy, this is just a precautionary check. Nothing got broke yet. Although I would like to see what equipment you got." Said Powers as she put the rest of her stuff in her locker and picked up her bottle of cola before walking out of the room to the hanger deck.

On her way to the hanger with her fellow witch and warlock in tow, Emily noted the sideways glances the ship's crew was giving her. More than quite a few fans of her show on-ship, no doubt more would recognize her if their movie library was up to date. Could be good, could be bad. Good in that it would mean getting ahold of "essentials" would be easy onboard a supercarrier of this size and with the right connections. Bad in that the Karlslander 2-CO would probably lob a load of grief on her for her popularity and "softness". Well, an actress had to deal with all kinds of audiences and directors. This was no different. She hoped.

Picking up a safety helmet and ear protection as she entered the bustling hanger maintenance deck (better safe than sorry as the old motto went), she prowled over to Witch country where the strikers were being kept, looking out for her distinct set of engines. A-10 strikers tended to stand out for their design, and because of the gatling gun they were paired with. So where was it? This carrier was carrying a lot of spare tank strikers, so where were the planes?