*With the flagships self destruct alarm blaring away over the intercom, Buck and 7-up race down the giant space ships long corridors, following the signs back to the hangar. With escape in plain sight, and the countdown nearing zero, the two hop over the railing, land on the interior flight deck, and make for Bucks small hellcat star cruiser, parked on the steel floor. With the other small ships and crews making a quick escape, and paying no attention to the two saboteurs. the hangar doors slide open, and the Armoranian warships beyond the blast proof doors open fire, lighting the void of space with flak. Buck and 7-up climb into the hellcat, and waste no time buckling themselves into the small crafts leather seats, and franticly running the quick engine start procedure. The hellcats systems, engines, and instruments are online in an instant, and the craft begins to vertically take off, and join the fleeing ships. But instead of following the traffic to their fiery doom, Buck immediately shoves forward on the control sticks upon reaching the open doors and the craft dives down once it exits the hangar, to avoid the debris of the other craft, and friendly fire. Once out of the blast radius of the Armoranian shipss cannons, Buck then pulls back on the sticks, taking the craft out of its dive, and he spins it around to and stops it at a safe distance, to get a good look at the NEXO war ships fiery demise.* (7-up): Why didnt we take this contract sooner?! I LOVE space adventures!!! (Buck): Calm down, the best parts yet to come. (7-up): How long? (Buck): Id say, twelve seconds. (7-up): Kiss me you fool. (Buck): Wait, WHAT?! (7-up): *She the grabs his shoulders with her robotic hands, and pulls him close. She simultaneously presses her fake lips agains his, and makes a smooching noise, replicating a kiss just as the giant warship in front of them explodes in a giant orange ball of fire.* (Buck): *He manages to push her away with a scowl on his face.* WHAT WAS THAT ALL ABOUT?!! (7-up): *An electronic giggle escapes her voice box, as she smiles.* Because, weve covered every cliché except fan service, silly. (Buck): *He then sighs, and types in the coordinates for home into the crafts onboard computer, and the star drive hums to life.* I hope to god we dont get shipped again because of that. (7-up): ^_^ Admit it, you liked it. *The craft then takes off at the speed of light towards home.* (Buck): Did not. (7-up): Did too!
Posted on: Sun, 03 Nov 2013 05:08:31 +0000
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