Smug Slug
The dilapidated freighter wubwubwubed when it came out of hyperspace above the Jabiim system. Not a good sound. Something wrong with the hyperdrive? Pauul Farrlo, mercantile adventurer extraordinaire, sighed. Not again.
"Ey Punchy, go bang on the hummer 'til she's hittin' all sixes, yeah?"
The Gran grunted something incomprehensible before hitting the release on the flight restraints and ambling aft.
Man, oh man. If they didn't have a hyperdrive when.... ah, but he shouldn't worry about it. The sister craft would be well on the way right now. Eldorai did not come cheap.
Pauul glanced over his chair, multi-faceted eyes sweeping the cockpit. Just how good of a sweep could these g-men do?
The words 'incoming transmission' began blinking on the readout. Pauul threw it on screen.
"Attention freighter Dungiv'fak, this is Jabiim port authority, power down engines immediately and prepare to be boarded for inspection."
Well, that was pretty speedy.
"Uh, copy that P.A." Pauul cut the transmission and called over a shoulder, "Punchy, make it quick, we got company."
"Ey Punchy, go bang on the hummer 'til she's hittin' all sixes, yeah?"
The Gran grunted something incomprehensible before hitting the release on the flight restraints and ambling aft.
Man, oh man. If they didn't have a hyperdrive when.... ah, but he shouldn't worry about it. The sister craft would be well on the way right now. Eldorai did not come cheap.
Pauul glanced over his chair, multi-faceted eyes sweeping the cockpit. Just how good of a sweep could these g-men do?
The words 'incoming transmission' began blinking on the readout. Pauul threw it on screen.
"Attention freighter Dungiv'fak, this is Jabiim port authority, power down engines immediately and prepare to be boarded for inspection."
Well, that was pretty speedy.
"Uh, copy that P.A." Pauul cut the transmission and called over a shoulder, "Punchy, make it quick, we got company."
