[b]First NITC[/b] [b][u]Earth, Somewhere near Berlin,Germany[/u][/b] [u]23:59[/u] [b]A silver Arcadia-Class jump ship soared overhead the ruins of Germany, the engines leaving distinguished golden contrails behind the ship and remaining oddly silent.[/b] "Nothing. It's always nothing isn't it? Gee, Mr. Know-It-All can't you find something a bit more exciting?" [b]Jested the female hunter who co-piloted the ship as she looked to her right and flipped a switch with the words 'Weapons systems' written in standard font under the switch; several small missile pods emerging from the Ship's wings shortly afterwards. [/b] "Would you rather be shot at, Si? I though you were trying to be a pacifist after I died." [b]The male pilot who was a fellow Hunter replied as he slowly lowered the ship's altitude while slowing the ship slowly via a small pedal near the pilot's seat.[/b] "And why did you engage the weapons systems?" [b]He continued as the ship leveled itself with the ground and approached a destroyed airport.[/b] "Just to make a smooth landing, of course!" "Are you sure that you're not being trigger-happy?" "Says the person with the cursed handgun." "You have the same thing." "Y-Yes...but." "They're almost identical." [b]The two stopped their quarrel as the ship stopped on almost instantaneously and jolted them forwards in their seats, all the ship's monitors going dark and the ship teleporting them onto the runway. [/b] "Some way to make an entrance, isn't it, Si?" "Stop calling me that." [b]The hunters' eyes darted along the horizon, their armor now visible thanks to the moon hanging overhead and the still functioning lights lining the airport. The male hunter was wearing tattered FWC gear along with the Lucky Raspberry chest piece and a peculiar handcannon at his side, almost invisible and hard to discern even in the light. The female was wearing much more pristine FWC gear with the Graviton Forfeit helmet in place of the usual FWC helmet usually worn by the Cult's supporters, a handcannon of similar shape at her side aswell, this one much easier to spot in the light and recognized by nearly every guardian as the weapon of choice for Dredgen Yor; Thorn. [/b] "We really need to work on a stealthy entrance, do we not?" [b]The male hunter inquired as he brushed off the female hunter's request and was met with a stern glance afterwards from the female.[/b] "Yeah, and we'll start by removing the entrance altogether. (Open.)