The Galactic Adventures of Pierce Darkblade
You decide to keep the Pachyderm cloaked, to draw out the source of these meteorites.
Hours pass and nothing seems to have changed You and the crew are floating in space, invisible to all, and this has become increasingly dull. Furrowing your brow, you become weary of the constant monitoring of nothing. Relieving yourself from duty you retire to your personal quarters, leaving Commander Fraglon in charge of the bridge.
You walk into the dimly lit personal quarters and rest a bit on the leather couch. There is a food replicator next to the couch, but for some reason it's been on the fritz as of late.
Pressing the activation button for the replicator you shout into the voice module,"Hot Coco with marshmellows!" The replicator sputters, shakes and forms a glass of fried carmel spider legs.
"Son of a bitch..." You mutter to yourself. You hate this replicator. You think about stealing Commander Fraglons now that he is tied up, manning the ship.
You stand up and look out the window, glass of spider legs in hand. You look at all the strange stars, memories of a family on Tyeg Prime begin to seep into your mind...A wife...a son...it all seems so far away now, like it never really happened. But..it..
Suddenly the emblem on your chest communicator beeps. You press it to open the channel.
"Darkblade here."
"Captain, it's Fraglon, we have just spotted a large object that has launched a meteorite at the capital city. Permission to pursue the object, it's escaping as we speak!"
Hours pass and nothing seems to have changed You and the crew are floating in space, invisible to all, and this has become increasingly dull. Furrowing your brow, you become weary of the constant monitoring of nothing. Relieving yourself from duty you retire to your personal quarters, leaving Commander Fraglon in charge of the bridge.
You walk into the dimly lit personal quarters and rest a bit on the leather couch. There is a food replicator next to the couch, but for some reason it's been on the fritz as of late.
Pressing the activation button for the replicator you shout into the voice module,"Hot Coco with marshmellows!" The replicator sputters, shakes and forms a glass of fried carmel spider legs.
"Son of a bitch..." You mutter to yourself. You hate this replicator. You think about stealing Commander Fraglons now that he is tied up, manning the ship.
You stand up and look out the window, glass of spider legs in hand. You look at all the strange stars, memories of a family on Tyeg Prime begin to seep into your mind...A wife...a son...it all seems so far away now, like it never really happened. But..it..
Suddenly the emblem on your chest communicator beeps. You press it to open the channel.
"Darkblade here."
"Captain, it's Fraglon, we have just spotted a large object that has launched a meteorite at the capital city. Permission to pursue the object, it's escaping as we speak!"