Sunday October 14, 2001
Narrator:Exiled admiral Breya takes a side trip...
Breya:Haban, I want power armor, in case I have to brawl like that again any time soon. I think Tagon has my Valkyrie suit aboard his transport.
Haban II:I've re-frozen all but one of the prisoners, and I code-locked the freezer this time. Oh, and that cab-driver is coming round.
Breya:Fine. I should be back in a few hours. Tell him i'll pay him for the engine time and for the lump on his head.
Haban II:That was some pretty quick work on your part admiral. Thanks.
Breya:You weren't too bad yourself, Haban.
Narrator:There's a story in there that we just don't have time for. Oh well...
Narrator:Meanwhile, aboard the Princess Tyola...
Bunni:No kidding, Nick. Your armor saved your life, but only just barely.
Schlock:I'm just glad those beetle things weren't any bigger.
Brad:I hate bugs.
Shep:'specially bugs that c'n rip through armor like that.
Tagon:Schlock, Take your team and start a sweep, and I don't have to tell you to try and engage at longer ranges this time.
Thom:Doc! Pop two lids! Captain, They took bob and sergeant shodan down. These things go right through armor!
Tagon:That's a bigger claw than schlock's team brought in.
Thom:I swear, those things look like something a can-opener sired on a giant beetle.
Tagon:And they're still growing.
Narrator:I'm never going to look at can-openers the same way again.