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Preperations

Posted on Tue Aug 16th, 2016 @ 5:11am by Commodore Lax Rendo're XVIII

Mission: Trouble on the frontier
Location: *undisclosed*

"Make sure our informants are paid well for this information." The Commodore clicked off the screen and turned to Mr. Standish, who was gorging on a bucket of tribbles.

"What do you think? Leave or stand? They should be here in a few hours. I'm surprised those bumbling idiots were able to locate this place. I'm sure we have a rat or two among us. Fortunately, our rats gave us enough of a head start." Lax strode to the table next to Standish. The pig creature had barely looked up, the sounds of chewing and screaming tribbles the only thing coming from him.

"Standish, what are your thoughts?" The pig finally looked up, let out a belch and pushed a padd over to the Commodore.

"I knew you'd come through Mr. Standish old man!" Lax picked up the information and read over. "Good, Good! Tachyon grid is active, turrets armed and tested, and the battle cruiser is ready. Oh Standish, if you weren't a pig man, I'd kiss you. Make sure that we have a welcoming party waiting for our guests."

Standish looked up snorted. He held up a fluffy pink Tribble.

"Oh no, I'm quite full." Standish shrugged and shoved the fur ball into his mouth. The loud crunch and scream echoed through the chamber.

"Is the long range teleport set up?"

"Snort"

"Make sure that you and I are both patched into the system. Those buoy's out there should be strong enough to transmit the signal."

"Snort snort snort"

"I know, it makes me quesy too, hopefully you don't lose all those tribbles if we have to use it, is the base rigged to blow?""

"Snort"

"Good, if we can't get them out in space, maybe we can catch them in the explosion." Lax rubbed Standish between his ears. "Enjoy those tribbles"

 

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