[Taocow PBEM] Chapter III - This Ain't No Luxury Liner - The Brig, Alex and Bongo

Aaron Clausen mightymartianca at alberni.net
Mon Feb 28 13:05:44 PST 2005

> [Alex]
> Alex looks at the downed creature and questions, "What the heck is
> that and what is it doing on a human-crewed ship?" While she shakes
> her head.  She runs back towards where the brig because time is of
> the essence. 
> [/Alex]

Bongo jumps ahead of Alex, taking the lead as he searches his memory for
the path to the brig.  As they come to the door o fthe brig, they hear
the boom of what sounds like some sort of anti-aircraft gun.

The door swings open with a metallic creeking sound.  On the other side
a few dim bulbs swing wildly.  On the ground, the two guards that Bongo
saw earlier are lying, their heads cleanly severed from their bodies.
Stooping over them is a tall man, face and hair as white as snow.
Suddenly the man turns, and two pink eyes seem to pierce through Bongo
and Alex.  Both of them overcome a burst of fear that nearly overwhelms

The man hisses, and then one of his hands, faster than lightning shoots
forward and through the door into cell where Phaeton is being kept, as
if the metal was nothing more than butter!

Aaron Clausen	mightymartianca at alberni.net

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