Monday 23 August 2004

Narrator: This is the Penetrator-class ship "Predictably Damaged."

Fastball Two: Mitt, this is Fastball Two. Never mind the catch.

Mitt: That bad, eh?

Fastball Two: Annie feeds tore loose on the grab. I've got fires on board, no drive, and I'm moving at .92 cee. I figure I've got another 23 seconds.

Fastball Two: I'm dumping PD-gestalt-2192 to you now.

Mitt: Received. Last words?

Fastball Two: Make sure you don't scrimp on extinguisher foam when you build Predictably Damaged VI. Oh, and ---

Narrator: Humans would pick a new name after five losses. The rogue appreciates humorous irony too much for that.