Glimmer
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'A flick of the wrist, a rev and a skid, she barely missed the hallowed grounds. Looking over her shoulder, she noticed a second too late that her HUD was flashing. Vega smiled as chills ran down her spine while she felt the hover tilt below her, threatening to fall over.
"C'mon," she urged the old thing. "Riot, we've been at this for a long time. I know you can do it."
The side of the hover grinded against the railing, deep lines cutting into the battered form of the vehicle. Then with a thunk the sensors were back on the ground, swiftly recalibrating as Vega revved the engine once more.
This time for real.
The crowd went wild, and she looked up to see the drone camera following close on the tail of Riot, struggling to keep up with her through the harsh winds. Vega broke out into a wild grin, one of her hands finding the nearest switch on the dash and flicking it. She relished in the roar that echoed in her ears as the holo light show she'd programmed started up in the dust behind her, giving the characters enough substance to seem real.
"Enjoy it while it lasts." '
Summary:
Living from job to job with her crew, Vega knows that she needs to get another primary source of income, or she'll risk seeing a crucial part of the three clover, Comet, take off. But the wastes are tough, and they'll need to up their game in the universe-spanning races, if they want to take off with the grand price. The paths before them are all shattered as a new threat rises from the ashes, spurred by the spilling of the blood of the same monsters which have been hunted for so long.
As new enemies rise, Vega finds herself entrenched in a new form of technology, one that has the power to alter the scales of power. With new loyalties gained and old ties broken, she must make her stand or be run over by the tides of the battle.
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