None of your buisness Chrysler

Who : Phil and Jay
Where : Ragnarok and Pheonix
When : After Phil tapped the BD with the Nova Bomb...
 
Heading toward PHil he opened a comm channel"Phillip, behave yourself sunshine!"
- flasback over with -
 
"None of your buisness Chrysler.." said Phil back at Jay..
 
"Oh I think it's my buisness..."
 
Jay flew the Pheonix around until it was almost ontop of the Ragnarok.
 
"Look, why don't you let me come on board and we can discuss this. I'm sure you don't REALLY want to blow up BD...Do ya?"
 
The strain of having two minds fighting over the same body had finally taken it's toll on Phil. "JAy...get away from me......" he said with clenched teeth, his eyes now were almost flashing between the two states. There wasn't much time left before EP finally subduded Normal Phil once and for all.
 
"Look, Phil. Just think about things for a sec..."
 
"STAY AWAY. WHAT PART OF STA AWAY DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND..."
 
"Right, that it, I'm coming in..." Jay manuved his ship so that the airlock were touching.
 
As soon as Jay was in position, Phil fired the thrusters cauisng the Ragnorok to surge forward along the length of the BD, just missing the drive room.
 
"Damm it. Okay Mr Febuggure, you want a chase, you got one...."
 
The Pheonix surged forward after him...
 
** Obsevation Lounge **
 
Donover, the most unluckiest secutiy guard on BD was finally having a good day. He decided to have a sun bath on the obervation deck. It was his bad luck that Phil and Jay decided to fly over at the exact moment he was putting his fake sun tan on. It would have amused Phil, if he had been watching, that the spill made a rather rude gesutre on his face...
 
** Rear of BD **
 
The Ragnoraok finaly turned around.
 
"Jay. This ends here and now. Don't make me do this..."
 
"I have no choice Phil. I'm sorry, I really am...Kelly, arm the cannons..."
 
Phil sat in the Ragnoroks command chair...."Ragnarok. Activate transformation sequence..."
 
Jay mouth dropped open as the small ship in front of him began to change...plates slid back, egine housing became sleeker, the nose cone became more pointed. In short, the ship looked...well...mean...
 
"Dind't know it could that...."
 
The comms system flared in life one more time
 
"This is it Chrysler. You and me. Mano e Mano. The way it was meant to be..."
 
There was a slight pause, then Phil continued.
 
"Bring it on...."
 
<< Jay >>
 
BOG = t-2
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