[i]A lone Vertibird thunders across the sky, Fortunate Son playing on the loudspeakers. It drops low over the city and arcs out over the bay. A figure in power armor is standing in the doorway, a machine gun in his hand. He shouts over the noise from the rotors and the music.[/i] So this is it, huh? [i]Lovely[/i] remodel. Gonna be one hell of a reunion... [i]The gunship banks off and tears through a rift.[/i]