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Bonzo keeps doing the dodge-around game. It's annoying, but it seems to also be working...he's not getting hit. Even if the odds of successfully navigating an asteroid field -are- 3720:1.

Nice odds, never quote odds to a battle schooler, they just don't like them. ;)

'Oh bonzo..." Petra mutters as she decides to go back to hiding. She shuts down everything -everything- except the life-support and the systems that will allow her to start again to blaze him.

Bonzo does his best to chase down Petra, blowing up more of the junk in an attempt to get her.

Petra is flying cold, meaning No shields. Just so long as nothing -too- big hits her... She winces as some smaller pieces of space-junk hit her. If she just doesn't move though.... The waiting game is hard, but the girl can play it.

Bonzo keeps up the firing game, hoping to hit Petra with either a shot or a piece of junk.

Bonzo's isn't anywhere near her now. A few inches to his left...

Bonzo turns around after blowing half of the sky up, and starts shooting in the other direction.

Petra sees her chance, fires up her engines and starts to fire at Bonzo with her Lasers. Hidden in their beams though is a much heavier payload. A nice little Torpedo.

Bonzo doesn't see the torpedo coming, and he figures that the lasers won't kill his shields. He takes a few laser shots in the general direction that the shot comes from, and then feels the sim shake.

"I take that as a hit?"

"I take that as you should be gone... as torpedo's take down capital ships Mr. Bonzo." Petra calls out.

Bonzo sighs and pops his seatbelt.

"Nice shot there..."

He offers a handshake to Petra once she gets out of her sim.

Petra leaps from her sim with praticed ease and takes Bonzo's hand. "Why thankie."

Bonzo smiles.

"So...were you hiding from me out there as much as you could?"

"Aye, Its something I learned from the sims. If you attack too early, you all to offten get vaped yourself."

Petra is rather proud of her tatics. Sadly she came to them too late to help her army.

Bonzo nods. He doesn't like sitting around, but hey...what works, works. He'll have to try it as well.

"Nice. I didn't know that."

Petra winks,

"I guess ya can teach an old dog new tricks."

Bonzo grins.

"Neither of us are old dogs, Petra."

Petra flashes a smile right back at Bonzo and leans on her sim.

"Comparied to me, you are as old as dirt."

Bonzo smiles and does some math in his head.

"When you add bar time to my actual age, I'm about sixteen and a half, as I recall...though I'm still fifteen and some change back home.

Petra thinks about the math for a while. "And I would be... almost fifteen." The knowledge of that startles her slightly. She really had lost track of time.

"I guess you're not that old then."

Bonzo grins.

"Told ya."

He shakes his head for a moment, though.

"How much time -do- you spend in here, anyway?"

Petra starts to add up the time in her head before she starts to spit our numbers.

"I think... it's been almost two years here. Iusualy come, stay for a month, maybe every once a week. Sometimes more depending on how things are going at home."

Bonzo nods agreeably.

"I'll probably try and do the same...come to the bar when it lets me, and stay for a while."

There's a moment of thought there.

"I have to wonder just how different my world is going to be from yours...how different can they be, anyway?"

Petra shrugs. "No idea. I'm sure there is at least one less tomb stone in your world though."

Bonzo nods.

"I mean, aside from that."