Today, Konstantine, Mr.White, Elektra King and myself have succeeded in taking down the biggest of flunkie ships, A true titan, crashing unto our hired guns like a iceberg to the bow!
Our iceberg? Anima`, as he is known. Our bow? Peak.Seven, an Ageira titanic.
How very appropriate.
Things however, went far from smoothly, The target slipped through our nets with amazing ease, and also a smothering of luck. A haphazard chase began, which was ultimately lost after another stroke of ''luck'', a traffic jam occurring right behind him, and the target was lost.
Around that time I was confronted with our Iceberg, who after a whiff and a disinterested glance, was about to leave when i offered him some funds in exchange for his assistance. he was happy to oblige.
The following snapshots are the results of the confrontation: