**Action** "Making an Escape route pt1"

**Action** "Making an Escape route part 1"
OOC- This was mostly written by Dean so thanks to him, I was going
to add more but thought I'd better get it sent asap, and will prob
send a part 2 some time around the 27th, its my birthday on boxing
day woohoo! Merry Christmas everyone!
<SNIP>
They all stared at the unconcious bodies.'' Wait a sec what did we
do that for?'' asked Dean
''For the guns of course.'' said Emma while prying a gun from the
Gaurds fingers. Kara gave a scream of delight. All of them picked up
a gun a ran to the nearest place where they could find a ship.
<END SNIP>
Seymour, Dean, Emma, Kara, Dante
Aeron City
They arrived, breathless at the docks.
"So now we just nick a ship, fly up and destory the gate?" asked
Emma.
"No way." said Dean, "That'll never work."
"Why not?" inquired Seymour, nervously fingering his gun. He hated
the beastly things.
"Won't be enough power...what we need..." started Dean
"Is an ultra-corrosive paste which we could smear on the gate thus
dissembling it molecule by molecule." said Dante.
"Well, yes, I was going to suggest we high-tail it to the Blue
Dwarf, load up the Raven with a smegload of explosives and let rip."
"Yours works too." said Dante.
"A better idea..." said Emma, warming to the theme, "would be to
transport people to the gate, plant bombs on it, and THEN let rip
with a smegload of explosives from the Raven, just to be doubly
sure."
"Agreed." said Dean, "But be careful, you're starting to sound like
Kara here....Kara?" Dean looked around, so did the rest of the group.
"Oh Smeg." they all said in unison.
A roaring came overhead, like that of a small, agile fighter
aircraft. It was in fact a small, agile fighter craft. Piloted by
Kara.
"Dean, can you move a bit? You're sqaushing my vitals." said Dante,
"Sorry" said Dean, "That better?"
"No!" yelled Emma, "now your elbow's in my face."
"Why, out of all the craft here to nick, did you have to steal one
that was a single seater, resulting in us all being stuck together
like some rather horrible parody of roadkill?" asked Dante
"She's Kara, it had guns." said Seymour.
"Right." said Dean. "Anyway, Kara, how long till the Blue Dwarf?"
"Few more minutes."
"Jolly good." said Seymour, from his position at the bottom of the
cockpit, crushed underneath Emma. And Dante. And Dean. And Kara.
"Seymour, can you see Alota about getting the orders carried out?"
asked Emma
"Whilst you do that," Dean said, not giving Seymour time to
demur, "I'll go and see Jay about the paperwork for signing out the
munitions."
"You do the paperwork?" asked Dante, shocked.
"No. He does." Dean replied.
"Oooh." Realisation dawned.
"Emma." started Dean.
"Words laden with doom." she drolly replied. "Yes?"
"Can you and Phil get together and work out how much explosive we're
going to need. Namely, how much we need to plant and how much we can
just fire at it."
"Yeah, ok."
"What about me?" asked Dante.
"You're on the team that's doing the gardening." said Dean
"What?"
"You're planting the devices divvy." said Kara.
The small Aeron craft they had "borrowed" pulled into the Blue
Dwarf's hanger.
"Welcome to the Blue Dwarf, Exits are here, and.. no where else."
she said, pointing at the cockpit canopy above them.
"Thank you." said Dante, "Brings a whole new meaning to the
phrase "Economy Class Legroom" doesn't it?"
The others murmered their agreements before heading off to start
work on there respective parts of the plan.
Except Dean and Dante.
"Dante?"
"Uh-huh."
"Can you find some other poor smegheads....sorry, volunteers to go
along on the bomb-planting trip?"
"I can try."
"Right."
They parted ways.
**Drive Room**
Seymour entered the drive room and noticed officers had gladly taken
their stations again.
"Is Captain Alotta around?" he asked Efof.
"No, I think she's erm…. Somewhere else!" Efof replied, then nodded
again, proud in the fact that he knew he was right.
"Marvelous!" Seymour said clapping his hands together. "I'll take
control of the escape operation."
There was a groaning from everyone in the room.
**Outside the Dwarf, in Aeron city**
The Aeron military fighters swarmed around the Dwarf, firing pot
shots at its hull, all just warning shots at the moment that
scorched the hull. Random aerials and antennas melted off from the
occasional hit from a deridgidizer ray.
The Blue Dwarf powered up its engines, its powerful throbbing
reverberated around the city making Aeron passers by for a few miles
turn and look. Their newly declared tampon factory was taking off.
The 5 mile long spaceship turned slowly, knocking the top off a
residential building and its front ramscoops slashed through the
front glass wall of a hospital. It finally hovered to the level of
the blocked spacegate, ready to escape.
<OOC- ok we could do with volunteers for the explosive-planting
mission, thats why i left it open. Get yourselves on a BM with Dante
and some magnetic boots each to do some vertical walking on the
closed spacegate!>