Post by Hunter on Sept 5, 2011 23:31:01 GMT -5
(In anticipation of the upcoming relase of SWTOR...)
The pirate cruiser "Hellborne' gantry hissed as the pressure equalized. In a manner of moments, its crew would begin it's task and the it would begin overtaking its new prize. Its claim was a small trader, one with a crew that prepared to meet its company.
"Tia, double tap the first one through. Seri, nothing touches us. Keep you heads down once I start spraying..." whispered Mother, squeezing the grip on her Hellfire mini-gun.
"Gotcha." replied Tiaka as she drew one of her pistols up to her eye-level. She gave her old friend a sharp smile. "Only two rounds, eh?..."
A light hum whispered from the Twi'leks 'saber, interupting the brunette's sarcasm. "Protecting you wont let me charge, Mom." whispered Seri'ah.
"Consider my directions a challenge then, but we dont know how many we got out there and I want us together and not getting separated until we do." replied Mother, raising her head as if talking to the sky. "Netavarious, status?"
"We're blue and gray here Mother." replied a sharp voice over the intercom. "I've got Ebel and Yve with me on the bridge..."
"With no heavy weapons at all!" interupted another voice over the intercom. "Net's only letting me have a pair of fletch-pistols!"
"Want to trade?" giggled the Twi'lek. "They might have too much of a kick for ya though."
"Broken Fangs!" snapped Mother. "Ebel, we've discussed inclosed spaces and plasma projectors! Hold the bridge and I might forget to ask you about the detonators that you have Dark working on..."
"Mother!" snapped Netavarious, sighing to get Ebel to drop the matter. "We got this. Y've's armed. Ebel's a psycho. I've got my 'saber. Whats your status? Is my wife..."
"If you finish your next question," shouted Tiaka. "I'll shoot you myself. Just do something more than die up there!"
"On task here people. Our visitors are working on our door here." chimed in Mother. "Once we have some intel, we'll be in touch. Otherwise, keep your head count and the high number gets first round on me. Mother out!"
An hour later, a silent flash of light brightened up the moon of Gethis IV as the Hellborne's engines imploded. THe hull of the light cruiser slowly descended as its orbit decayed and the glowing trail of its engine core and fuel trailed behind it further and further. Slowly turning and lighting its engines, the trader began to distance from the wrecked pirate craft, the nearby sun highlighting the archaic runes and logos on the crafts hull and the huge blue wolf's head on it bow.
(I suppose I'm getting ready for the release...I hope you all like! -Netavarious)
The pirate cruiser "Hellborne' gantry hissed as the pressure equalized. In a manner of moments, its crew would begin it's task and the it would begin overtaking its new prize. Its claim was a small trader, one with a crew that prepared to meet its company.
"Tia, double tap the first one through. Seri, nothing touches us. Keep you heads down once I start spraying..." whispered Mother, squeezing the grip on her Hellfire mini-gun.
"Gotcha." replied Tiaka as she drew one of her pistols up to her eye-level. She gave her old friend a sharp smile. "Only two rounds, eh?..."
A light hum whispered from the Twi'leks 'saber, interupting the brunette's sarcasm. "Protecting you wont let me charge, Mom." whispered Seri'ah.
"Consider my directions a challenge then, but we dont know how many we got out there and I want us together and not getting separated until we do." replied Mother, raising her head as if talking to the sky. "Netavarious, status?"
"We're blue and gray here Mother." replied a sharp voice over the intercom. "I've got Ebel and Yve with me on the bridge..."
"With no heavy weapons at all!" interupted another voice over the intercom. "Net's only letting me have a pair of fletch-pistols!"
"Want to trade?" giggled the Twi'lek. "They might have too much of a kick for ya though."
"Broken Fangs!" snapped Mother. "Ebel, we've discussed inclosed spaces and plasma projectors! Hold the bridge and I might forget to ask you about the detonators that you have Dark working on..."
"Mother!" snapped Netavarious, sighing to get Ebel to drop the matter. "We got this. Y've's armed. Ebel's a psycho. I've got my 'saber. Whats your status? Is my wife..."
"If you finish your next question," shouted Tiaka. "I'll shoot you myself. Just do something more than die up there!"
"On task here people. Our visitors are working on our door here." chimed in Mother. "Once we have some intel, we'll be in touch. Otherwise, keep your head count and the high number gets first round on me. Mother out!"
An hour later, a silent flash of light brightened up the moon of Gethis IV as the Hellborne's engines imploded. THe hull of the light cruiser slowly descended as its orbit decayed and the glowing trail of its engine core and fuel trailed behind it further and further. Slowly turning and lighting its engines, the trader began to distance from the wrecked pirate craft, the nearby sun highlighting the archaic runes and logos on the crafts hull and the huge blue wolf's head on it bow.
(I suppose I'm getting ready for the release...I hope you all like! -Netavarious)