Shalimar
First Post
Eris pulls back on the flight stick as strongly as she can, doing her best to get the wing flaps down so that they slow the speed of the craft and angle the nose upward. "Are you sure its not your stick you want me to grab Jack?" she asks jokingly. Her eyes shift as her sense increase exponentially, as she tries to look out the front for a place to land the jet. "Like what were we hit with? it took out all of the power, but it took out the power in the ejection seats, and in my watch. What could do all of that at once?"