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[Twi]

"Not sure, but it's not quite over yet," Kata says.

[Phantom]

"Right, well, is the Banshee needed at all?"

[Taricus]

"We're ready Ma'am, just give the order."

[Phantom]

"Aye, did you recalibrate the focusing? Before I went to sleep I tried to remember to check those, they're probably not hot enough to pierce through yet."

[Taricus]

"Aye, the warp cannon will tear them apart."

[Phantom]

"I guess it will work for these ones, but not the larger ones."

[Twi]

"Well, we'll have to do our best."
Meanwhile, Ivy is doing some last-minute calibrations on the weapons.

[Phantom]

"Hey Ivy! Think you could outfit a neutron bomb launcher onto the Banshee?"

[Twi]

"Neutron bomb, huh?...Ain't those things vulnerable to ELECTROMAGNETIC radiation?...Alright."
STOP! NUKE LAUNCHER-ADDING TIME!

[Phantom]

"Oi! Nothing more than 100 kg! Anything bigger might kill me! Also, I don't care, any radiation probably works."
((And off to punch various stuffed bags.))

[Keita]

*Killious is no where to be seen and Yui with her assorment of Tyranids have dissapeard on the moon*

[Twi]

A neutron bomb-er, I mean missile launcher is installed on the Banshee. Woot!
((Ninja edit, I be off to school.))

[Taricus]

"Ma'am, we just lost radio contact, your orders?"

[Keita]

*The prinnies are ocassionaly running around the fort and grabing resources before disappearing again.*

[Vorthon]

*Ern runs over to a group of dalor clustered around one of the war machines and starts talking to them in a rather rapid, clipped language. They start tearing apart a number of war machines and put the parts together into something new. When they are done, they have created a large, steampunk-style airship.*
 
"Anybody need a lift?" asks Ern, looking around.
*Ern whispers something in his familiar's ear, and it grins like an idiot. it hops off his shoulder, and, instead of plummeting to the ground, it floats there, rubbing its hands together, its eyes glinting mischieviously.*