(Good thought Rhys. Maybe we shouldn't all go out there just yet. Someone with a good gun hand should stay behind with the others.)
"Who know with these people," Kyle replies, warming up the skiff's engines. Kicking it into gear and taking off at full speed, he shouts back. "Maybe it's just a party, maybe it's a war. Either way we're about to join it!"
(Can we see any detail. Like who's fighting whom? Is it Imps vs. Osokans or Okokans vs. Osokans? Is it just a gunfight or is there heavy stuff involved? Also, does Kyle see a good spot to stop and get an even closer look without just jumping into the battle?
Plan: If it's O vs. O, I think we just radio back to Drakkon and the others and fill them in, ask for further instructions. If it's Imperials, we quickly inform the others and join the fight.)
Eerin looks to Kyle, his hands on the trigger to the skiff's gun. The sonic pistol has been moved to a holster at his side, but the halberd remains on his back, joined by an HH-5 Rocket Launcher.
"[Come on, Kyle, let's go see]," Eerin says. "[Otherwise, the cute girl will think you're a wimp. Can't have that, can we?]"
"Hey, who said I was stopping? I never met a fight I didn't like." He laughs, then remembers his ruined ship out in the juingle. "Well, except for the last one. I hope it's the Imps ahead, we owe them one still."
(Ok, we'll see what we see when we get there. Question about the skiffs. How fast are they? I mean are they easy moving targets, or would they be relatively hard to hit?)