*ACTION* YA-HAAARRRR!!!!

Who:- Jay, Alota, Tara, Phil, anyone else who cares to join
Where:- Parrotts Bar
When:- After the department head meeting,
Phil returned to the table carrying a tray of drinks, and placed them down,
Jay immediatly dashing across and taking the pint of lager and swiftly
knocking back a good inches worth of the 'amber nectar' "Ahhh..." he said
"your shot mate..." he nodded in the direction of the pool table, Tara, who
as Jay's doubles partner, had just played a shot, passed her husband the
cue.
He lined up, and let it fly, Phil who was normally a very good pool player,
then slapped his hand against his face and sighed heavily, as the cue ball
sailed happily into the corner pocket.
"Nice going loser...." huffed Alota, who was playing alongside Phil.
Jay smirked, and snatched the cue from Phil, "Give it to someone who knows
how to use it!" he remarked, and casually chalked the cue. "Put your money
where your mouth is Chrysler!" Phil replied gesturing towards the table and
slapping down a $£50 note, "Care to make it interesting?"
"Well you might as well throw your money down the drain sunshine...." Jay
said, lining up to take his shot. He backed off, as he noticed the balls
shake on the table, it was a very subtle wobble but enough to make Jay take
notice. "Somethings wrong with the table..." he mused
"Making excuses already?!" Alota joked, "This is all I'm gonna get all night
now...."
"Seriously!" Jay said "The balls are rolling around!"
"Bad workman blames his tools Jay..." Phil commented
"No I saw it too..." said Tara
"Well you're bound to say that!" Alota said "You're on his side!!"
The banter was at this point interrupted as the external wall of Parrots,
which was within 8 feet from the pool tables, blasted inward, spreading
shards of metal across the bar, Jay, Alota, Tara, Phil and the other nearby
punters were thrown violently into the bar area, knocking into tables,
chairs and people. Jay was lucky enough to land on a waitress carrying a
tray of lager, so he grabbed a pint.
"I TOLD YOU THE BALLS WERE SHAKING!!" he said getting to his feet, "Hey why
haven't we decompressed?"
The answer soon became clear, as the dust settled, and in the hole that now
occupied the wall's previous residence several figures could be seen,
huddled closely in a docking tunnel.
"Ya-HAAAR!!!!" Said the figure in the front, holding his hand up high, He
was some kind of GELF and it was clear he had a hook for a hand "We be here
to loot ye, ye scurvy dogs!"
He noticed Phil's $£50 by his feet and picked it up "That be a lovely
start!" he siad as he pocketed it "I be Cap'n Fook of the fine vessel 'Black
Skull' We be pirates!" he said grinning "We be docking all over ye miserable
excuse for a ship and we be plunderin!" he spoke in a way that made him seem
a very friendly, happy man, but it was obvious he was a sadistic son of a
test-tube. "We won't hurt ye! So long as ye aren;t putting up a fight!" he
smiled a wide grin as he said this. "Oh..but that doenst mean we won't
'sample' some of ye women!" he said grabbing one of the many female drinkers
by the arm and pulling her to her feet.
"It's always bloody something isn't it!" Alota said as Jay and Phil leapt to
their feet to try and rescue the girl from the pirate's lecherous advances.
"What do you mean?" Tara aksed
"Well....every time we go for a drink with Jay and Phil SOMEONE always
starts a fight....."
<ok people The pirates are all over the ship, fight em if ya like but theres
more of them than there are of us!>