Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160222012105/@comment-5543592-20160314214556

The pilot was hesitant to continue when facing Aleksandra's anger and lack of poise.

"Where should I set course for?" He asked reluctantly.

"Lock onto their transponders?  Commander, if I didn't know how to do that you could shoot me in the head and get away with it."

The pilot shook the aforementioned head as he pressed buttons across the control console, it lighting up and beeping correspondingly.

"Locking onto transponders." He muttered to himself, before the Cobra shot off, in Carter and Petra's direction. Which was unforunate for Jager and Eduardo.

The Recon Craft didn't slow. But it didn't fire either. Instead, it sped at them and caught their tether on one of it's prongs.

The pair immediately were whipped into the sides of the craft with painful force, enough to bruise muscles and cause some tissue damage, and then propelled along at that force as the Recon Craft tugged them along not at all gently.