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[color=cd5c5c]"Bob, stop staring. You are sooooooo much better and I'm not thinking of replacing you!"[/color] A voice rose, high and panicked, as the floating red companion normally just over her shoulder had floated off to seemingly glare intently at one of the many drones. It was only natural there would be cameras on the racers, maybe even a few pre-flight interviews to drum up some interest, so the pirate swallowed her nerves at the idea of millions of eyes on her and tried to wear a wan smile as she gave the Dogma a last minute check. 

Then Bob had to go feeling inadequate next to the bulkier drones, and Claudia screeched in alarm as the red ball  charged up it's Kinetic Strike Module, or to anyone sane, it planned to ram it. Making a sudden lunge and leap, she flung herself upwards and enveloped her own drone against her chest, leaving her face to lens with a very public camera.

[color=cd5c5c][i]The captain is going to flay me....[/i][/color] She thought miserably, Bob straining to keep her aloft with an audible [i]Brrr![/i] of repulsors that saw her slowly creeping down to the ground with the camera following her. 

[color=cd5c5c]"Umm, don't mind us, we're just so excited for the race. We're gonna, uh, take home the gold!"[/color] The redhead gave out a half hearted cheer, hoping the crowds would think she's eccentric. Eccentric was far better then being a crazy woman with an unstable robot operating her ship.