>As soon as everyone has piled into the boat, Woof lifts it from the >tarmac, and angles it toward the south. "Hang on!" >Arvitis squeezes into the second seat up front and fires up the sensors, >"/Blue Rain/ is going for orbit, and I've got that grav vehicle at >173.3, 36 klicks downrange traveling at um...398 kpm." > >"I'm going to contact Shawn and see if he can provide over head >tracking." Arvitis says as he taps at the comm screen, "If he can, then >you could get down on the deck below the bogy's horizon and they >wouldn't know we're trailing them." "Good idea, Arvitis!" >"Got a ping! Woof, angle off to 272 and go down to the deck." Arvitis >says, "They're probably looking for a tail right now. Let them see us >moving in a different direction and then dropping below their sensors >like we landing. "Roger." Woof does so. >"I'm hailing." Arvitis glances toward Woof then over his shoulder at >Cory and Mira, "One of you talk to him, while I stay on the sensors." Woof
