Thursday January 10, 2008
Book 9: The Body Politic
Part V: Collecting


Ennesby:Captain, you're alive!
Captain Tagon:Barely.
Captain Tagon:I was in the lift when the conning tower was ripped free. I got towed along with the rest of the debris.
Ennesby:That doesn't sound so bad.
Captain Tagon:Then a massive plume of I-Don't-Know-What punched out of the back of the ship, through the drydock, and out into space. Missed me by maybe fifty meters.
Pibald:Did you see that hole I made? We've got 'em on the run, now!