[Strategia_In_Ultima]

Just as AZ starts on his Galactic Core, a couple of GT's maffioso goons enter the bar armed with - of all available weapons, Ground Cannons, small Torpedoes, small Incinerator beams, small Shield depleters - tommyguns.

The frontmost goon (apparently the leader, as he appears to have an IQ that is actually HIGHER than zero) opens his mouth to say something and is subsequently splattered all over the take-out hut, ruining the Praetorian nicely simmering on the BBQ.

The other goons open up with their trenchbrooms firing randomly into the street outside, ruining a perfectly good building in which someone was just opening a new restaurant. (Darnit! And that just after the last payment!) A screaming noise fills the air as a massive shape comes careening right at the bar from high up in the air. The immense fighter opens up with at least several dozen small Meson Blasters and splatters the rest of the goons all over the street. Then it disappears to a COMCA in orbit.

StrategiaInUltima enters the take-out. "Sorry 'bout the mess. Ordered the pilot to take 'em out any means necessary. One tEEE please, Phong blend."