Interruptions....

<snip>
"I like this kid.." said Freddie, but as he turned his back, his dreams of a
peaceful day were shattered.
"Hey, this is Sergeant Python. You starting something?" came over the comm.
Freddie whipped around and stared at Dean.
"I TOUCHED NOTHING!" said Deano, his hands in the air.
"I don't care. We're the military. Bring it." said Python, getting into his
persona.
"Lovely." said Freddie, reaching for the paperwork....
<end snip>
The space corp learners shuttle approached the planet monitoring station,
the plan was to reach the station, then do a three-point turn and head back
to Earth.
What was actually happening was that Jay was sat in the passenger seat
losing his patience as the learner pilot missed ANOTHER gear, throttled
whilst in neutral, got in gear....and stalled.
She'd even nearly run someone over....someone who was crossing a street on
Ganymede....whilst flying past.
Jay looked down at the test sheet, 478 minors, 67 dangerous' and a "PLEASE
FOR THE LOVE OF GOD KILL ME NOW" scrawled across it.
He ticked another box. 479 minors.
His student was allowed 15.
Jay looked up and reacting quickly pulled reached over, pulled back on the
throttle and made the craft stop dead before colliding with the vessel that
had appeared from nowhere.
The ship's comm system was picking up a transmission between the ship and
the monitoring station.
"Look we don't want trouble!!"
"Oh believe me it's no trouble to me..."
"IT BLOODY IS TO ME!!!"
"Just sit still and let us declare war on you.....please?!"
"NO!!!!"
"Well" said Python "I'm gonna do it ANYWAY!!"
The hangar bays all over the ship opened and a fleet of fighters poured from
them, heading toward the station.
Jay tapped in a code that transferred the shuttles controls to him and
opened communcations.
"Too scared to target somewhere that's got a chance of fighting back?" he
said to the attacking vessel.
Jay's student was looking very nervous.
"What?" Python replied "Who the hell are you?!"
"Commander Jay Chrysler, Space Corp" he paused then muttered "F**king flight
instructor....."
"Am i supposed to be impressed!?"
"Probably not....but I suggest you leave the station alone"
Python laughed loudly "And you're gonna do what? You dont even have any
weapons!! ALL FIGHTER CRAFT DESTROY THIS WORM FIRST!"
Jay looked over to his student, she was visibly shaking with fear.
"Who needs weapons....." he mumbled.
The fighters closed in on Jay, he looped dived, ducked, dipped, rolled,
dodged leading the fighters toward each other, he managed to herd them, so
that they surrounded him, all weapons primed and charged aiming at him.
"Oh dear..." he said in an insincere tone "You seem to have outmanouvered
me.....whatever will I do?"
The weapons began their firing cycle, when Jay hit the throttle, powering
the shuttle between the ships scraping his hull on their's escpaing just as
the fighters weapons fired. Jay had gone, the only targets the fighters now
had....were each other.
Jay smirked as he caught a glimpse of exploding fighters in his rear view
monitor.
Python was stunned. "Um...." he said "I'll....be leaving now....."
He looked over to his student who was now in hysterics.
"Reckon you could do that?!"
His student siad nothing, just stared blankly out of the windscreen.
"Probably not...because I can honestly say you're the worst pilot I've ever
seen" he marked the test paper 'FAIL'
At this point Dean appeared on the monitor. "Wow!! Thanks...wanna come
aboard?"
"Sure." was all Jay said in response.
Something about the guy was familiar....he looked at his student "You
know....something tells me I should take that last comment about your flying
back...."
<tag Deano or Python! or....anyone really>
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