And as quickly as they arrive, they turn on their heels and are gone.

"Smooth."

She grins. "Figured it was better for a clean getaway than just killing them."

"Most likely." The airlock opens easily. "After you, my dear."

She steps through, graciously, and looks around. "I can set off my preparations from a distance," she says, "But we should probably decide the best point to start blowing things up..."

Eliese follows and heads for the controls to start the engines. "This has decent shields. We can be in visual range."

"Perfect."

"There should be an observation lounge on the second deck."

She grins. "Will you be joining me?"

"Once I get the autopilot set up." Quick kiss. "Save me a seat?"

Kiss! "I promise. One with a good view."

"You're the best."

"We are."

Heh. "I won't argue that."

Kiss.

"I'll go head to the observation lounge."

"I'll be there shortly."

"I'll be waiting." And off.

The lounge has a large window on the port side, offering an excellent view out. There are a few reclining chairs and a small couch with some throw pillows arranged to face it, and in the back, what seems to be a small bar.

She gets an appropriately exotic and fancy drink and drapes herself on the couch, waiting for the ship to get some distance before starting her party.

The station starts falling away in the window. Before it gets too far, Eliese enters, leaning over the couch to rest her chin on Acererak's head.

She snuggles, and, with a twist of her fingers...

The first explosions start.

Small ones.

Of course, whoever goes to investigate them is going to trigger runes that cause blinding rage in the weak willed...

This is not immediately obvious from outside.

"I was expecting a little more..."

She laughs, says, "Faster, then," and triggers an explosive cascade at the shipyard's center.

Eliese coos appreciatively.

She smiles, coordinating the follow up explosions mostly for aesthetic - and destructive - effect.