7/15/2011 11:30 PM Image:Doac jpg.JPG Slipstream returns from an aerial mission, her movements slow and her wings drooping down slightly. The femme is running on energon fumes due to her punishment.. the cut back on ration is running her more than ragged. She reaches the ration dispenser, hand shakily taking it, then slowly she shuffles toward her berth as she sips on the ration. Slipstream stumbles a bit, but catches herself. "Stormfront." she offers in greeting softly. She sits down hard on her berth, just too tired to control her descent. She vents and intakes another slow sip of her ration.