Post by Hunter on Sept 13, 2011 0:45:38 GMT -5
(A little backgound to help follow my thoughts here: These follow the previous images. The raiders have been dealt with and now the Wolves are on the offense. Ebel, Mother, and Tiaka have lost the bulkier parts of their armor and the groups ahve separated to two parts of the ship to deal with the pirates crusier.)
"Any help would be nice dear!" Tiaka wispered, rapidly pressing the small black button in her right hand. "I swear to all I can think of, you are so upgrading this thing when we get home! This beam-suite sucks...!"
"Sister..." interupted Seri'ah. "Helping you here is hard enough. Blocking out your frustration at Net is not making it easier. That one there is fighting an engine failure, ignore him. That one over there is planning to swing around to our right"
"Yeah, sorry about that." replied the brunette. "I got that one incoming. Should only be a couple more..."
"Mother?" shouted Yve, watching the scene outside the gunners station. "We're good and secure here. Whats your status?"
"We're gray here ladies." replied Mother through the intercom. "Net's rustbucket here doesnt seem to have suffered to badly from that raid. Just finish off these fleas and we'll end the source."
"Told ya this thing needed outfiting!" snickered Ebel. "No pulse packages, no torpedos..."
"Shut-up Ebel!" whispered Netavarious, straining at the controls of his crusier. "I'm rarely out of the 'lanes! Who'd ever thought this kinda crap would have happened?!"
"Net." interupted Mom. "You WILL have the old man retrofit this thing asap...or I will have Temmy and Ebel do it. You snarl and growl too much to keep your fangs this dull...and none of mine travel like this!"
"Told ya!' cracked Ebel. "I'll see about getting a few racks on this thing, maybe a full gatling suite on the top."
"And I will help with the decorating!" screamed Tiaka's voice over the intercom.
"I cant hate you people more..."sighed Netavarious.
"Get us one more pass over the crusier, Net." whispered Mother, giggling. "We'll make sure these bastards think twice before jumping on your 'crate again!"
(Hope ya'll like....Netavarious!)
"Any help would be nice dear!" Tiaka wispered, rapidly pressing the small black button in her right hand. "I swear to all I can think of, you are so upgrading this thing when we get home! This beam-suite sucks...!"
"Sister..." interupted Seri'ah. "Helping you here is hard enough. Blocking out your frustration at Net is not making it easier. That one there is fighting an engine failure, ignore him. That one over there is planning to swing around to our right"
"Yeah, sorry about that." replied the brunette. "I got that one incoming. Should only be a couple more..."
"Mother?" shouted Yve, watching the scene outside the gunners station. "We're good and secure here. Whats your status?"
"We're gray here ladies." replied Mother through the intercom. "Net's rustbucket here doesnt seem to have suffered to badly from that raid. Just finish off these fleas and we'll end the source."
"Told ya this thing needed outfiting!" snickered Ebel. "No pulse packages, no torpedos..."
"Shut-up Ebel!" whispered Netavarious, straining at the controls of his crusier. "I'm rarely out of the 'lanes! Who'd ever thought this kinda crap would have happened?!"
"Net." interupted Mom. "You WILL have the old man retrofit this thing asap...or I will have Temmy and Ebel do it. You snarl and growl too much to keep your fangs this dull...and none of mine travel like this!"
"Told ya!' cracked Ebel. "I'll see about getting a few racks on this thing, maybe a full gatling suite on the top."
"And I will help with the decorating!" screamed Tiaka's voice over the intercom.
"I cant hate you people more..."sighed Netavarious.
"Get us one more pass over the crusier, Net." whispered Mother, giggling. "We'll make sure these bastards think twice before jumping on your 'crate again!"
(Hope ya'll like....Netavarious!)
