*ACTION* The contest begins.

Who:- Navigation crew and flight engineers.
Where:- Flight Deck
"WOAH WOAH WOAH!!!" Bellowed Chrysler, entering the shuttlebay, he walked
over to the Phoenix where a member of the engineering staff was beneath it
working, he grabbed him bu the ankle and pulled him out from underneath.
"What the smeg are you doing?!"
"Maitenence work, ready for the battles!"
"DONT EVER TOUCH THE PHOENIX!!! ONLY I TOUCH THE PHOENIX!!! NOT EVEN ALOTA
TOUCHES THE PHOENIX!!!..I need a drink..."
he pulled out his quicky, knocked back a good portion of it then placed it
back in his pocket.
The engineer was easing his way back under the shuttle.
"WHAT THE HELL?!" Jay spluttered, spraying tequila all over the place "GET
OUTTA HERE!!!!!"
The engineer dashed off running off to work on the Space Eagle II instead.
Jay crawled under to repair whatever damage had been done the meddlesome
moron.
A claxon sounded.
"OW!!" cried Jay, as he jumped up, his head making a considerable impact
with the Phoenixe's undercarriage.
"ALL HANDS TO BATTLE STATIONS" cames Alota's voice over the tannoy. "Pilots
SCRAMBLE!!"
"Guess this must be the first battle huh?!" Keats asked Jay, who now had a
bruise on his forehead.
"You gotta little something on your..." Keats said, gesturing at his own
head.
"Just get in the endymion..." Jay said
"Holly, whats out there?!"
"This..." said Holly, and displayed an image of the opposing vessel, a green
shuttle, no bigger than a starbug had appeared, cartoony in appearance.
Emblaxoned upon its hull was a logo with the words "PLANET EXPRESS"
"Think you can handle it alone?!" Jay asked.
"Easy..." replied Keats, firing up the engines of his MIG.
He thundered out of the shuttlebay toward the delivery ship.......
<tag Keatsy, or anyone really!>
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