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[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

[virtualunknown]

[What is this confidence you speak of?]

There isn't anything I can do from the ship itself? I'd... really prefer not to pilot one.

[punsofiron]

I'm sure we'll need some ground control or something, if I'm gonna be up there with them.

[BE CONFIDENT BOY SHE KNOWS YOU'RE GOOD AT SOMETHING]

[virtualunknown]

That I could manage.

[punsofiron]

See you at the briefing then.

[virtualunknown]

[Sigh.] Right, then...