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carcass-laden cesspool. Looking around the bridge it was obvious that my crew felt the same, except for Trex. Couldn't quite read him at the moment.
"I can't say the same," I replied.
He allowed a fake laugh to slip through his polished and unnaturally uniform teeth. "Now now Captain, manners please. You've had your little fun, but now playtime is over. I'm here to accept your surrender on behalf of the Novokin Alliance, and allow you to reap the consequences of your deluded actions." His smile was so practiced I thought it would crack the unbreakable glass of my forward viewer. That's fine, I'd play this sheetek's game.
"What actions would those be?" I inquired. Then the dick-nose had the nerve to 'tsk' me. Tsk, like I was a five year old caught sneaking cookies before dinner.
"Come Captain, surely you can't tell me that you've forgotten about your nasty business with the Prime Minister," he lied. I felt my blood begin to boil. "There's also your theft of property on both the Deep Proteus space station five and the Novokin regeneration facility on Clussera 3. You must understand as a civilized race we cannot allow assassins and thieves to run amok in our system."
It was all I could do not to pull the gun from my side and shoot his ugly face off my view screen. My knuckles whitened on the arm rest of my chair, my voice rough and raw reverberated through the com.
"It's NOT your system," I hissed back at him. Shoulders raised, head leaning forward I challenged the big bad wolf.
All pretenses of this being a friendly chat dissolved along with Asmot's plastic smile. "Your people and New Astoria's provisional government would say otherwise," Asmot balked. Then a practiced look of utter despondency painted his face, "and that included, I might add, the former Prime Minister of New Astoria. May his soul rest in peace."
"You know that wasn't us," I spit through gritted teeth.
He waved his hand dismissing that particular detail like an annoying Floturan harvest season ChuCheye gnat. "Of course it wasn't Captain, but let's not muddy ourselves over details. On that note, are you going to surrender or is this going to have to get difficult?"
This guy was praking nuts, and that scared me. His voice, his eyes were completely devoid of emotion. We were nothing to him. Nothing more than flies to swat. Sheeteks I could deal with. Megalomaniacs, power-hungry warlords, pregnant Floturans sure, but the crazy ones always gave me pause. Unpredictable. Operating from a moral compass so far left from center that they'd get lost on a straight line.
I guess I was taking too long for tall, dark and purple. That would be another thing I would have to remember about him.
"Listen Captain," he began, trying to control the look of ominous glee in his face. "I'm going to give you a choice, so you can never fault the magnanimity of the magnificent Novokin Alliance. If you surrender now, I will allow your crew to not only live, but go free. I can also guarantee you that there will be no retribution taken on the inhabitants of the mining colony for the charges of aiding and abetting a known criminal. Furthermore, there will be no charges of receiving stolen merchandise from said criminal. And since I'm feeling generous today, I’ll allow you ten minutes to decide." He waved a hand and his image faded to black.
Trex piped up first, "You cannot believe him Captain. He's a butcher, destroyer of worlds. His words smelled sweet but tasted of acid." I could see the veins in his neck pulsating as he spoke. Skeck, the pain in his eyes made me want to run over and wrap my arms around his big golden neck. But then everybody on the bridge would expect me to cuddle them too. And I don't have the time for that.
"Obviously, surrendering to that pompous ass isn't high up on my to do list. So let's open the floor, give me options people," I called out.
My chief engineer raised a finger. We all waited while she presumably finished her scan of the enemy ship. Anya
"I can't say the same," I replied.
He allowed a fake laugh to slip through his polished and unnaturally uniform teeth. "Now now Captain, manners please. You've had your little fun, but now playtime is over. I'm here to accept your surrender on behalf of the Novokin Alliance, and allow you to reap the consequences of your deluded actions." His smile was so practiced I thought it would crack the unbreakable glass of my forward viewer. That's fine, I'd play this sheetek's game.
"What actions would those be?" I inquired. Then the dick-nose had the nerve to 'tsk' me. Tsk, like I was a five year old caught sneaking cookies before dinner.
"Come Captain, surely you can't tell me that you've forgotten about your nasty business with the Prime Minister," he lied. I felt my blood begin to boil. "There's also your theft of property on both the Deep Proteus space station five and the Novokin regeneration facility on Clussera 3. You must understand as a civilized race we cannot allow assassins and thieves to run amok in our system."
It was all I could do not to pull the gun from my side and shoot his ugly face off my view screen. My knuckles whitened on the arm rest of my chair, my voice rough and raw reverberated through the com.
"It's NOT your system," I hissed back at him. Shoulders raised, head leaning forward I challenged the big bad wolf.
All pretenses of this being a friendly chat dissolved along with Asmot's plastic smile. "Your people and New Astoria's provisional government would say otherwise," Asmot balked. Then a practiced look of utter despondency painted his face, "and that included, I might add, the former Prime Minister of New Astoria. May his soul rest in peace."
"You know that wasn't us," I spit through gritted teeth.
He waved his hand dismissing that particular detail like an annoying Floturan harvest season ChuCheye gnat. "Of course it wasn't Captain, but let's not muddy ourselves over details. On that note, are you going to surrender or is this going to have to get difficult?"
This guy was praking nuts, and that scared me. His voice, his eyes were completely devoid of emotion. We were nothing to him. Nothing more than flies to swat. Sheeteks I could deal with. Megalomaniacs, power-hungry warlords, pregnant Floturans sure, but the crazy ones always gave me pause. Unpredictable. Operating from a moral compass so far left from center that they'd get lost on a straight line.
I guess I was taking too long for tall, dark and purple. That would be another thing I would have to remember about him.
"Listen Captain," he began, trying to control the look of ominous glee in his face. "I'm going to give you a choice, so you can never fault the magnanimity of the magnificent Novokin Alliance. If you surrender now, I will allow your crew to not only live, but go free. I can also guarantee you that there will be no retribution taken on the inhabitants of the mining colony for the charges of aiding and abetting a known criminal. Furthermore, there will be no charges of receiving stolen merchandise from said criminal. And since I'm feeling generous today, I’ll allow you ten minutes to decide." He waved a hand and his image faded to black.
Trex piped up first, "You cannot believe him Captain. He's a butcher, destroyer of worlds. His words smelled sweet but tasted of acid." I could see the veins in his neck pulsating as he spoke. Skeck, the pain in his eyes made me want to run over and wrap my arms around his big golden neck. But then everybody on the bridge would expect me to cuddle them too. And I don't have the time for that.
"Obviously, surrendering to that pompous ass isn't high up on my to do list. So let's open the floor, give me options people," I called out.
My chief engineer raised a finger. We all waited while she presumably finished her scan of the enemy ship. Anya
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