[hr][hr][center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/230313/14f3bce622500b2b7f41f0aba1186695.png[/img][hr][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/c7570dd96d17cd432b73e9e5240ba75d/1d2cc7d59ccd4c32-36/s400x600/80c1e970d2797d4dfe9745889e1f682c4417a8e7.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr]	April's hands rested on the grips, their fingers resting gently on top of the two triggers. Usually when they were down here, it meant they had pissed off the wrong person and were desperately trying to get out of the situation while a hyperspace jump was calculated. That or their bounty had escaped on a ship and they were too impatient to just let them slip away and go through the work of tracking them down again. The gunnery bay was probably one of the quietest and most peaceful spots on the [i]Excelsior[/i]. Through the scope, April could see the vast expanse of space beyond them, stretching out to infinity.

	Dorian tended to meditate to find a sense of peace - but for better or worse, this was where April found it. They had inherited their family's warlike nature. They weren't a pacifist. They weren't good at staying still. But they were good at this. Through the years, their aim had only gotten better and better; they understood the weapons more, to the extent that the ship's guns felt almost like an extension of themselves. 

	Danni's voice them chimed in over the intercom, filling the bay with noise. April rolled their eyes, chuckling. a bit. [color=42A9FF]"Maybe you'll find the Kirk[i]wood[/i] gap you're looking for at the Weighing Stones, Danni,"[/color] April replied over the comm system. At Danni's insistence, April realized that they hadn't actually strapped themselves in yet, and they quickly went about to it, just finishing right as Danni hit the thrusters - which was lucky, as otherwise, they probably would've splattered up against the wall. 

	April screamed slightly from the rush and the intensity of the acceleration - not a fearful scream, more of the sort of scream appropriate at like an amusement park ride. Gods, April missed Disneyland. They fired off the guns, blasting the smaller bits of debris and whatnot that they could, reducing them into bits of dust finer than sand. Each bit of ice that they passed by called out to April, a little tug at the edge of their consciousness, the water screaming out for them to manipulate it. But they ignored the siren call. They had to stay focused - if they missed just one bit of debris in their way that Danni couldn't clear out, it'd be trouble. Their shields would be shot at best - and at worst, they'd all die. 

	They frowned, hearing over the intercom that something was wrong with the scanners. Swiveling around with the viewscope, they tried to get a look at anything that might've been messing with them, but there was nothing - well, nothing aside from the flying space rocks trying to kill them, of course. [color=42A9FF]"I don't see anything weird, might be a malfunction?"[/color] April suggested. 

	[i][Color=CC99FF]Got six bogies portside! Launched straight from the damned asteroids.[/color][/i]

	[color=42A9FF]"On it,"[/color] April verbally confirmed. They weren't surprised to hear Dorian's voice in their head. It wasn't anything new. They swiveled again, and this time they were able to spot the objects. April blasted four of them to bits, without any hesitation. Whatever these bastards were, they didn't care to find out. They did however manage to catch a glimpse of painted flames - [i]Ravagers[/i]. [color=42A9FF]"Fucking hell. They're Ravager scrapper bots!"[/color]