Sunday 17 February 2008

Narrator: Four days later, aboard the U.N.S. Battleplate Morokweng. . .

Captain Tagon: How is he, Doctor?

Colonel DeHaans: Ask him yourself. We're done with the neck-down rebuild.

Captain Tagon: Pi!

Pibald: Hey, Captain.

Captain Tagon: How are you feeling?

Pibald: Guilty. Glad to be alive, but guilty.

Captain Tagon: Hey, all you did was build the bomb. Vog set it off and if he hadn't, we'd either be nano-chow or pirate chum.

Pibald: I can't believe my remote didn't work.

Captain Tagon: But your doped Boomex did. You one-shotted that pirate lamprey right off our stern and into oblivion.

Pibald: So Commander Andreyasn did get the charge shaped.

Captain Tagon: Barely. He says if TAG hadn't gotten nano-infected it would have been easy.

Captain Tagon: Anyway, the Yomingans gave us all medals yesterday, and then told us they'd deny ever having done it.

They don't want to have to publicly admit that somebody planted a terror weapon in their King.

Captain Tagon: You got a medal. . . and a pay raise.

Pibald: I almost blew up the ship, sir!

Captain Tagon: Officers can get away with that kind of thing. . . Lieutenant.