James was strapped in at the controls of the Caius Company sleek Tapatra-27 fightercaft, hurtling though space in pursuit of his prey: a sturdy Katinan built Sokol-7, painted completely in a matte black that would've disappeared in the background if not for the HUD's targeting brackets. Few blazes of cannon-fire saw the shadowy bogey dispatched, tumbling away as an internal explosion rocked the craft off to one side, all eerily silent in the emptiness of space. The only sounds heard by the vulpine pilot were the roaring engine and spatter of cannon-fire that came from inside his own fighter, or the voices over his headset speakers...

"Took one down." he said in a practiced rhythm, "Looking for action."

"I got one on me over here," Malloy called out over the squad's comm channel. "Persistent little bastard."

James checked his scanner readout, and found a hostile trailing behind Malloy's blip while the two scissored back and forth.

"On it!"

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