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Leah couldn't help but let out a little cheer in own cockpit when she managed to a message through to Rook, and even a response! She was grinning like an idiot. Like she was a genius who had just discovered fire. Of course, her internal merriment had to be squashed down as she was still in the midst of a fight which was thankfully no longer pitched against her. Not wanting to waste time, Hex engaged her boosters and began skating out from behind her cover in a pivot as she raised her LR-90 into a firing position. The moment her MAS gained line of sight on the armless Skollr, Hex fired a round. The cannon round punched a hole clean through the head of the Skollr, killing its optics and blinding the pilot inside. Whoever they were, their chances of fighting back had gone from zero to negative-fuck. The LR-90 automatically primed the next round for firing as Hex brought it bear on the Skollr's cockpit, just in time for a [i]very[/i] french arrival and a proximity alert to sound off in Leah's ear.

She had to pivot the Blackout to get her remaining optics onto whatever was coming from behind, only to see half a car flipping through the air. Leah made the Blackout duck a bit as it flew past, scraping some paint as the hood of the car flew off and clattered against the Blackout's hull. Hex gritted her teeth, knowing exactly where Sabine was going! [color=blueviolet][b]"Oh no! No no! Don't you dare do it, Sabine! Don't do it, you Franco b-!"[/b][/color]

Leah fired her thrusters too to close in on the defenseless Skollr alongside Sabine's MAS. She one-handed the LR-90 by its large carrying handle and drew her knife. The Skollr ahead had no idea what fresh hell was coming for it now. A few hisses and pops could be heard as the heavy MAS purged its front armor plate as a last resort so the pilot could still see what he was doing, only to see not one, but [b]two[/b] MAS units closing in on him. The look of abject horror on the pilot's face probably should've been recorded, but alas, Sabine's faster MAS got ahead just enough to lunge with its energy bayonet, vaporizing the pilot. It didn't tumble back into the ground until the Blackout closed that final distance and slammed into it with a shoulder check that caused a metallic clang loud enough to convince someone a pair of trains had just gone head to head with one another.

The Blackout remained still for a second as the pilot inside smoldered. With the Sparrowhawk practically shoulder-to-shoulder with the Blackout, it was no problem for the Blackout's stilleto launcher to pivot and practically rivet a stilleto into the Sparrowhawk's hull so Leah could re-establish comms with her french wingman. Like the Venator, Sabine's displays would distort and flicker as the stiletto hacked and made some essential changes to Sparrowhawk's code so it could receive Leah's improvised communications. Once the distortions passed, a simple colon and bracket was on Sabine's main display, underscored by a distorted word.

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