11-02-2014, 05:31 PM
After several minutes, and what seemed like forever to the tense bounty hunter, the android opened his eyes and looked to Samus. She nodded. She’d waited long enough, and needed no more indication. Turning to the ship’s monitors, she growled:
“Do it!”
Even as she finished those words she was heading to the ship’s elevator, just to the starboard side of the ship’s centre. A platform of light materialised and began ascending, the ship’s hatch opening and revealing the sunset hunter to the fading orange light of Coruscant’s sun. Perhaps the last time she would ever see it.
She only had a second or two. She cast both hands downward and fired two grapple beams towards the ship’s roof, latching herself to it.
“INITIATE MISSILE STORM!” she screamed.
The spherical shoulder pads on Samus’s Varia suit had come to serve a new purpose in the Omniverse. They flipped open, revealing row after row of what looked, to the untrained eye, like tiny red dots. A message popped up on Samus’s HUD: “Pull trigger to initiate MISSILE STORM.”
She quickly scanned the skies and picked the most likely target. One of the ships followed behind, while the other two flanked them. One of them drifted a little closer. She turned to it and pulled the trigger.
There was no time to dodge. Mini missiles ejected themselves and streamed towards the unlucky ship, popping and exploding against the barrier, then snapping through its hull like a swarm of metal-eating piranhas. In a moment, it was down, spinning out of control into the ship’s skyline. Samus closed the hatches on her shoulder pads, turning and opening the wings on her arm cannon without even pausing to watch the destruction. She began firing on the next ship. Time for consideration later. Now she had to win.
“Do it!”
Even as she finished those words she was heading to the ship’s elevator, just to the starboard side of the ship’s centre. A platform of light materialised and began ascending, the ship’s hatch opening and revealing the sunset hunter to the fading orange light of Coruscant’s sun. Perhaps the last time she would ever see it.
She only had a second or two. She cast both hands downward and fired two grapple beams towards the ship’s roof, latching herself to it.
“INITIATE MISSILE STORM!” she screamed.
The spherical shoulder pads on Samus’s Varia suit had come to serve a new purpose in the Omniverse. They flipped open, revealing row after row of what looked, to the untrained eye, like tiny red dots. A message popped up on Samus’s HUD: “Pull trigger to initiate MISSILE STORM.”
She quickly scanned the skies and picked the most likely target. One of the ships followed behind, while the other two flanked them. One of them drifted a little closer. She turned to it and pulled the trigger.
There was no time to dodge. Mini missiles ejected themselves and streamed towards the unlucky ship, popping and exploding against the barrier, then snapping through its hull like a swarm of metal-eating piranhas. In a moment, it was down, spinning out of control into the ship’s skyline. Samus closed the hatches on her shoulder pads, turning and opening the wings on her arm cannon without even pausing to watch the destruction. She began firing on the next ship. Time for consideration later. Now she had to win.
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