Once the ship was back in alignment, Neil turned on the radar and had Lonney do a sweep of the area to make sure there would be no more surprises. Once AVLN got back to him in a timely fashion, he gave an attractive yet pleased laugh. Sayeeda wouldn't have seen, but he smiled happily, looking like the cat that got the cream. "Nothing like fucking someone up to make your day better, eh Lonney?" 

"I wouldn't ken, lad. Not seen a scrap before." 

"Well get used it, that's an order." 

"Aye!" 

"I take it you have some space combat experience? Perhaps gained in some military?" Sayeeda asked from the gunport, her voice deceptively mild.

"Not really," he admitted without flair, shifting gears in the ship so they'd get out of here a bit faster. "Most of my military experience was planet side. I piloted a Valkyrie Mech I made during the rebellion." He decided he'd kick back and relax a bit, putting his hands behind his head as he thought back to Fortus those years ago. He'd been gone three years but sometimes he couldn't tell if it seemed like yesterday or a lifetime ago. 

"I was doing great until a few...complication arose, and we lost the war. It was after that I learned space flight. Had a Varidian pilot show me the ropes in his rich benefactor's hanger while I fixed a few of the ships in there. Of course, the lord didn't enjoy knowing I was taking his ships out for joy rides and I had to make a swift exit. But I'm used to swift exits by now, so it wasn't any huge deal." 

He suddenly realized he was thirsty, and seeing as they had a minute left before they could set up the R.I.P. drive he decided to remedy the situation. "I'mma get a drink, you want a drink?" He asked her. "Lonney, you want a drink?" 

"I don'-" 

"Don't answer that." 
[@Penny]