The two of them managed to get Chalnarc in the compartment with only a moderate amount of grunting and effort. Dirk had moved more complicated cargo before, but the bastard certainly didn't make it easy for them. They wasted no time in mounting up, Dirk letting the VEC stay grounded until she was in the turret and firmly strapped in. The second she was, he set the engine on and the machine 'lifted' as if the planet was a magnet to the VEC's own magnet. 

"I don't know about fancy, but I can do efficient." He said. That girl had been one of the dancers in the club, he realized. He guessed she had been on this target for awhile. It surprised him she was happy enough to share the bounty, but he supposed it was one of the rare times when both bounty hunters did their part in taking the target down. All they had to do now was survive. Dirk didn't look back when their pursuers appeared on his radar.

Instead he revved the transport, and within two seconds they had launched themselves into the desert at three hundred kilometers per hour and rising. His plan was to skirt the boulders to the northwest and come around to make it to this woman's Valkyrie. He hoped it was big enough to carry his VEC. He'd grown quite fond of it, even if he won it in a card game. 

"We need these skimmers dead or gone." He said as the first lasbolts erupted around their position.