Our little mercenary company is in disarray right now, and their cruiser, the Kitesfear has been utterly destroyed. . . Vaporized. . . Disintegrated. . .
This can only mean it's time for an emergency staff meeting.
We need a base of operations. Something semi-permanent while we find funds for a new ship.
Admiral, with the stock crash, we're going to have a hard time finding funds for a first-and-last month's rent payment, let alone a starship.
I think I can solve the rent problem. You know the old saw, "With a long enough lever I can move the world," right?
Well, with control of a government computer, I can move an entire floor of bureaucrats out of a suitable office building.
Good thinking. Make it happen.
Meanwhile, we need to do something about our stock price. Somebody is running a smear campaign, making it look like the explosion was our fault.
I'll bet the Partnership Collective is behind that.
I can solve that problem. Vaporizing attorneys is my specialty! I'm 20 for 22 right now.
No, Sergeant. As our new principal stockholder that kind of action would be too public.
Too public. . . Publicity. . . I've got a great idea.
Andreyasn Interstellar/Intergalactic Enterprises promo spot, take one.
Hi! I was the very first living being to try out Andreyasn's hyperdrive, the 'teraport.' Since then my friends and I have safely hopped all over the galaxy without using a single wormgate!
The teraport has got to be the hottest new technology of the millennium. I liked it so much, I bought the company!
What's the matter? He went through those lines perfectly.
It's not the lines. Ugh. It's the. . . the. . . MAKE-UP!
Franklin, can you make him any more. . . err. . . any less. . .
No, I can't. Trust me, boss. It'll be easier to fix this in post.