The landing pad begins to come back to life again after the incident at the Dust Witch, crews refueling their ships from underground lines, cargo bots loading and unloading containers, oblivious to the descending madness. The Witch’s Crew draws a few dirty looks from passersby, their labors disturbed by the Marine action; some catch a glance at Sialann’s Force Pistol and stop and stare for a second. No more so that the sounds of mortar fire in the distance and the distant rumble of heavy artillery in the city. Two mercs walking between containerized cargo, suddenly yell:
“Everybody Get Down!”
As a mortar shell rips a hole in a container, flinging out splinters of burning metal that make a deadly wheet as it flies through the air across the LZ, plinking into ships and other containers.
“Frell no! That was inside the perimeter!”
One exclaims as they run off, maybe to try to deal with the insurgent mortar, or maybe to find better cover. The crew sees markings on the tarmac towards the monorail, the surest way towards building B. Following them along they reach an open area, where a Stane militia officer has gathered various cargo and customs bots into an ad hoc squad, armed with PGMP-12’s, where as he is walking inspection, one of the ‘bots accidentally fires it’s weapon, decapitating another ’bot.
“Stop that ’bot!” The officer screams, curled up in fear on the pavement.
The other ‘bots respond instantly, destroying the offending bot, obviously base defense here is more hazardous than the enemy. Passing through the cluster frak, the crew sees the monorail arrive, some with cargo to be unloaded or loaded on flatbed cars, otherwise passengers get on and off the passenger cars. Suddenly a wild grav cycle shoots in a deadly arc up from behind the berm, people get back, with cries of "They’re gonna crash!" But the bike brakes just in time to drop a passenger off, before spinning on its invisible cloud and a full tilt lev back towards from where it came from. The passenger, if shaken, doesn’t let it show, but maybe she grew a few more grey hairs from the ride; Jaq’s back.