she knocked the Captain and the others away from the radar screen.
"My Queen, I'm afraid I must protest," the Captain started.
"Blow me, rat boy. I was running ships when you were poppin' zits. Hey! I made another rhyme!" She checked the radar. "Ah, fuck! See that little blip right there?" she pointed.
"That's just a glitch on the radar," the Captain said through clenched teeth.
"Shit for brains! That's the ship. The other is just an image the smaller one is projecting to fuck you up. The smaller one is a cloaked ship, a ship which will no doubt be docking any minute if it hasn't already. The worst part is, it's not my ship."
"If a ship had docked us we would have felt something," Zarco assured her. "I think you are over-reacting."
"You need to get off the planet more, Kingy. There are pirate ships that can dock you and you won't even spill your coffee."
Suddenly the ship rocked violently.
"Then there are ships that dock like that. I hope your crew is armed, and that they know what the hell they're doing."
The warning sirens started screaming, and the doors to the bridge clanged shut. Drew hopped up on the scanner table and tried her comlink again. She ignored Zarco, who seemed to be taking command of the ship. "Come on, fur head . . . where the hell are you? I'm stuck here with a bunch of pinheads."
"What are you doing?" Stasha asked.
"Well, I had this really great plan on how to get rich, but part of the plan called for Van Gar to grow a brain!" She took the comlink off her arm and stuck it around her ankle, under her pants. "But none of that matters now that we're all going to die here on this big cow of a ship. A very expensive fucking ship. A ship which doesn't even have a detachable bridge."
"We have escape pods." Zarco grabbed Drew by the arm. "I won't lose you now, come on." He started to go and was spun around quickly by her dead weight."Please, Taralin."
"You hear that?"
They could hear the sound of blaster fire getting ever closer.
"Even if we could beat the odds and get to the escape pods, chances are we'd run out of fuel before anyone could find us. That's the problem with escape pods in deep space. You might as well open the doors and surrender. I doubt very seriously that we are dealing with the kind of riff-raff that I'm used to, and one way or the other they're going to get us." Suddenly a fog started pouring in the air ducts.
"Computer, shut down ventilation to the . . ."
Before he could complete the order, he fell to the floor.
"What did I tell you?"
Drew fell from the scanner table.
Chapter 5
Her head was pounding, and she rubbed at her temple. One too many Bend Me Over And Fuck Mes. She was really going to have to seriously consider maybe doing something about her drinking.
"I'm going to have to drink more. That's all there is to it. If I drank more, it wouldn't be such a shock to my system," she mumbled out.
"Oh, my Sweetness. Thank all the Gods. I thought perhaps you had perished," someone said.
No doubt the same someone was stroking her hair. Slowly she began to remember what had happened. She instinctively moved her hand towards the inside of her shirt.
"Forget it, Qwah."
She heard a bunch of clanging sounds and looked up in time to see a pile of weapons; all hers, cascade onto the floor.
"You keep weapons in the damnedest places, but a really thorough check turned them all up."
"I feel so cheap and used." Drew got to her feet and suddenly realized she was naked. She looked at the large greasy guy talking to her from behind the laser bars. "Do I know you?"
"No, but everyone's heard ah ya, and from what I been told my bosses made you who you are today."
His attention turned to Zarco. "Just so you won't be too shocked, the explosion which will be rocking our ship presently will be your ship and crew blowing into a billion tiny space
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