Sunday August 15, 2004

Book 5: The Scrapyard of Insufferable Arrogance
Part IV: Hand it Over


Narrator:Aboard the UNS Destroyer Athens (In turn aboard the Tausennigan Ob'enn Thunderhead Superfortress Staff of Unrelenting Order)
Breya:Captain Kerchak, we're about to be boarded.
Kerchak:We'll give 'em a fight to remember, Admiral.
Breya:No, you and your men will stand down and submit to whatever terms you're offered. Otherwise they'll just gravy our decks remotely.
Kerchak:I'll detail an honor guard for you, Admiral.
Breya:I have no honor left to guard. I sacrificed the Athens so that the Sarasota might escape.
Breya:Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go greet our guests. Maybe I've got something I can trade to save you and your men.
Breya:C'mon, brother.
Ob'enn Commander:Admiral Breya Andreyasn, I didn't realize we had a celebrity in our midst.
Breya:And I didn't know I was famous.
Ob'enn Commander:You're not.

Your brother is.

Ob'enn Commander:His is one of the finest minds in the galaxy, and we'd like the chance to 'pick his brains.'
Kevyn:Hey, I may be clever, but you'll get better results if you talk to a few Gavs. There's only one of me.
Kevyn:We've got a few Gavs. All they do is bicker with one another and demand more Guinness.