Julia watched the ensuing battle in interest.

"Ouch, this guy is done for," Pete said, watching as one of the ships opened up on the side, releasing a pair of fighters.

"Jeez, should we help the poor guy out?" Julia asked. Pete shrugged in his ship.

"I say let him get blown up. He should've known not to mess with a guy like that in his s***** starter ship," he replied the game automatically bleeping out the offending word. They watched the fight continue, before an alert suddenly popped up on Julia's ship.

[center][i]William has invited you to join his clan!
[Accept] [Decline][/i][/center]

Julia looked at the floating dialogue box on her ship's dashboard curiously before pressing [Decline] with her finger, then set her eyes on the fighters circling the command ship. "I think this guy needs the help, I'm going in." She said, pulling back a lever on the control panel. Her ship blasted forwards towards the losing ship that she presumed belong to this "William" fellow and turned up sharply, towards one of the fighters from the other ship, letting loose a barrage of laser fire in their direction. She hailed William.

"Hey, they call me Lazarus. Ready to make these losers bleed?" She said, putting on her famous maniac grin.