Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20160327210255/@comment-26104528-20160402032954

"We'll make sure they remain in salvageble condition..." Rainier replied to the agent before going over to the Inua. Keep in mind that when still having scrap value counts as salvageble...

Ok, realistically, collaterral damage was never good for ones resume (why else does Ingraham not make as much money as a man of his skill?) but at the same time. There was only so much that could be done with six people against three Dreadnought-type Airships, no wonder they're getting paid seven digits.

Rainier settled into the pilot's seat of the Stealth Inua. The familiar holographic HUDs booted up all around him and other than the lack of Flagg symbols, he felt just at home.

"Welcome pilot." a higher-pitched, "youthful" sounding AI came on. Must have been a personal choice by Vale's military. Rainier continued with the pre-flight checks.

"G-Engines nominal. Weapons functional, Stealth System primed." With Loretta strapped into the forward turret, the archer fired up the engines. Thier gravity dust cells whirred to life, yet the already quiet low-bass hum of Flagg-made antigrave tech was not there. Impressive.

"Rainer to command, do we have any idea where these refueling stations are?"