XIX

[punsofiron]

[Iron Liz. Fancy dress. Serious business.]

Listen up, guys.

You all heard what Gypsy said; there's a big iceburg out there and we're heading right for it. I dunno how much time we have, but I've got a plan.

I've heard something about trying to tip the satellite over, but that sounds too risky. But Gypsy says there are a dozen or so subpods down in the launch deck, and they're armed. It's not much, but I think if we can focus the fire from all of them on the burg, we can knock it out of our orbit.

So I need eleven other people up there with me. Who here can drive?

Comments

[icanhastail]

I've... not crashed airships before, does that count?

[punsofiron]

That's something, but we need to coordinate this carefully.

[icanhastail]

Then you probably need Blank or Cid, not me. I'll help if you need it, but there's probably better people on board.

[He's not willing to overdose on the bravado when everyone's lives are at stake.]

[punsofiron]

I don't think we're in much state to be picky, I'm afraid.

[icanhastail]

Okay, but don't say I didn't warn you.

[punsofiron]

Duly noted.