Death. warp 5. XXX … Jericho laughed at her mannerism, before continuing on his duties. She dismissed his concern with a flick of her wrist. ”Fire her up!” he yelled over the noise of the plasma conductors and relays being rapidly filled and emptied. Fire smirked, leaning her head back, eyes closed. ”Anyway, what are you up to?” Jericho asked, reaching inside his vest and fished out two sticks, handing one to Seran. ”Are you alright?” he asked her as he examined her, finding no physical marks on her. A main view-screen being placed on the far wall.
