[Eclipse Phase] Yaka #4: Seize, Strafe

Yaka was idling, enjoying the return flight, when her companion chimed in.

"Excuse me, Yaka - but there's a transmission from one of the Martian moons."

Yaka's tone was serious.

"I see the transmission profile - Phobos, isn't it?"

"Yes. They're..."

Yaka's perceptions sharpened.

"That's a Red Flash. It looks like things are going to get considerably less tedious," she said.

"You're right of course," her companion spoke from her usual position. "I'll make the calculations - we can be there in about 45 minutes."

"And make sure we come in hot - but keep sensors moving. It wouldn't be the first time a rookie comm officer lit up the system by leaning on a button," came the terse reply, though Yaka's companion could clearly hear the amusement in her tone.

"Martian Command did threaten to feed you that lieutenant, didn't they?"

Yaka made a small, disgusted noise.

"I don't know if they were threatening him more than me."

Her companion laughed softly.