Lethal

Lisa places her feet carefully on the ships floor as she is just feet away from Tipper. Taking a deep breath, the copilot quickly moves the sharp combat knife across his neck and cuts deep. Blood spurts outward as some splatters on Lisa's chest. Dead instantly, Tipper drops to the floor with a blank expression across his face.

Lisa turns back to the cockpit and to her surprise, no one is between Tanya's bare legs. The brunette quickly ducks behind cover. From the soft chatter coming from the cockpit, its clear that someone heard Tipper's clumsy drop to the floor. "Dammit! How could I let him just fall like that.." Lisa thinks to herself.

"Tipper! You ok buddy?" Someone calls out. The beautiful brunette's heart is pounding out of her chest. This was not how she imagined this going. Lisa's mind raced as she thought out her options. She could run deeper into the ship in **** hope to find another weapon or check Tipper's dead body for something? Time was not on her side.