[i]You're not a good shot.[/i]
"Oh, shut up, Penny." Belle says in reply to the text on the datapad, however the text was the truth. Belle was definitely not a good shot/ In the current duration of the fighting, Belle had only taken out one enemy fighter, and that was of pure luck. She was certainly not suited for a gunner job, so she disembarked from the turret as they began to flee the battle, feeling accomplished at getting at least one kill. "Penny, where are you?" Belle asks, and then laughs when she got the reply. "You seriously just did that? At least dump the parts [i]in[/i] my room, and don't let anyone else know." Penny had moved to where Huzuni's turret was after it had been damaged, and she had hopped around, grabbing pieces of metal and electronics like a very intelligent magpie and flying to and from Belle's room, taking all of the scraps not just from where the turret was but from different places of the ship and piling them up in front of her door in a small pile. "Be a babe, and convert some additional computing power into thinking of some new designs with the supplies we have. Include weaponry. We could either fashion or obtain some." Belle says, beginning to walk to the bridge.

Suddenly, she stopped, watching Huzuni with Jack. Belle shook her head, crossing her arms. [i]At least he is okay.[/i] She thinks, before looking toward James. "Sir, have you any tasks for me to do? I am not good at using a turret, it seems, and Penny is coming up with multiple designs of robots with our little amounts of material that I want to try."