YSS Hana
Bridge
Latch exhaled, getting himself reconnected with the
Hana on a level past any physical bond. Yes, he's going...
Metaphysical. He closed his eyes, feeling the thrum of the ship through his seat, this Iroma will treat this vessel as if it were his own mansion-ship, the 'flying houseboat' that he was born and raised on for all of his life. This is his first mission, and if Kaze-taii is going to put this much faith in someone who not even half the strength and utility of a Minkan, let alone a Nekovalkyria, then Latch Gaillard will have to put in even more effort than anyone here to ensure the ship is in the best hands possible. His eyes opened, the words of Kaze-taii being used as fuel for his overfilling pot of bravado and confidence.
"If this ship didn't have half of the safety features, I'd say hold on. But since this does, I'll make the small request that you all
enjoy the ride!" Empowered, Latch committed to something even better than a full-fledged plan; just throw caution into the wind, forget protocol, live and think by whim and desire! He let the
Hana drag a little, letting the missiles hover right behind them at one second distance. The pilot increased acceleration, and called upon the
Hana to flip the ship and preserve the velocity it had been building as it went the opposite direction. It slid under the two invisible missiles, forcing them to slide off and away from the ship, buying the scouting ship more time.
Those warheads are going to come back around for a second pass, and the risky Latch was fully prepared for them as he went right after the opposing spaceship. "Tell them to make some noise, Captain!" He twisted the turrets, and had them fire at the warheads that passed the
Hana.