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Dannie's throaty laugh came through the commlink as she approached the newcomer, the spear in Recompense's hand still dripping with molten plasteel. It took conscious effort, but eventually she took her hand off the big red button hooked up to her thruster array as she adjusted to the fact that he wasn't another target.
[color=39b54a]"Next step?"[/color] she replied, the scrap of a lighter's flint audible from her end, [color=39b54a]"Keep breakin' shit 'till the Captain says to do somethin' else. She mentioned we're gonna nab a ship, though."[/color]
She couldn't help the pang of disappointment as she surveyed the battlefield and found the conflict was over just as it began. Battles were so much less fun these days. Always too many mobile suits to fight or too few to offer a challenge. She took solace in the fact that if this little rebellion actually got off the ground a bit more, there was sure to be many, many more fights to come. The burning in her soul could only be staved off for so long with dreams of blood and glory before she needed to be in the midst of carnage. The ex pirate took a moment to mentally catalog the assembled crew. Cathrida, Laika, and that cheeky ass clown who closed the shutter on her. At least there was something of value to be found in this motley crew other than meat shields. If anyone knew what they were doing, it was Cathrida and Dannie knew she'd lead them, if nothing else, to a death worth dying.