Singular Space (NOW HIRING! Positions available: Captain)

[Fleegle]

Let me handle the guns. This is going to be a tricky shot, and I'm the best man for the job. They'll never see it comin'. Ira, I'll need you to get as close to that friggin' rock as you can. Think you can handle that?

[Nalaris]

Great. Now we have to wait for the captains response to the bodyguard wanting to man the guns...But it is a good idea.

This ship better not even get scratched by your little asteroid avalanche.

[Leo Luncid]

Captain Fhmi's determined face made a nod.
"I'm sure the two can handle the situation, Mrs. Phobic. Mr. Smirg, that is an excellent idea; you shall wield the weaponry for this vessel. Mr. Matters, make sure you are undetected from the enemy."

[Nalaris]

Ira begins the flight back into the asteroid field, dodging the asteroids with ease, and Smirg settles on an asteroid to begin the avalanche. The shot connects perfectly, the avalanche is set off, and the distant pirate ship doesn't realise that it's been caught in the avalanche's destructive path until it's too late. Its engines are crippled and the bridge is totally destroyed. Pirate crewmembers begin frantically launching escape pods. All and all, a satisfying victory for Fhmi and his crew. As the avalanche begins falling around the crew, Ira manages to navigate a safe but narrow escape. The entire asteroid field shifts but the trade ship, miraculously, remains unharmed. Congrats, boys, you've done the impossible and defeated a ship that was made to destroy you. The pirate ship is supposed to be indestructable for so small a craft.

Amanda is breathing hard from the several narrow escapes from asteroid doom they just experienced. "We're never doing anything like that again." she says, a look of terror still on her face.

[Fleegle]

"Bullseye!" Steven shouts in self-congratulation. "What'd I tell ya, they never saw it comin'" He brings the mass-driver cannon he used to shoot the asteroid offline, redistributing power back to other more critical systems. "On to our next adventure then, I suppose? I've got the blood goin' through my veins a mile a second. What I wouldn't give to see some more action."

[Nalaris]

The ship is in bad need of repairs, and trying to continue on without giving the mechanic a few days to perform them will most likely result in critical engine damage, making the remainder of the trip impossible. But hey, you've done the impossible before.

[Nalaris]

Amanda turns to go to the sickbay located near the back of the ship.
Where a man is lying on the examination table. He's screaming in pain and yelling frantically for something to dull the pain. Most likely he's referring to the pain of having no legs below the knees.
"Oh my gosh!" She sprints back to the bridge and tells the crew, in a level of volume quite higher than necessary, "A man! In the sick bay, with no legs and, and, aieeee!!!" She then proceeds to pass out.

[Pie]

*He looks to amanda* ........... Well.... Does anyone know how you revive somone? And somone should get the trading ship on the.... well.... *He turns to the capt.* What comunications device to we have again?

[Nalaris]

Uh, would anyone mind, you know, responding?

[Fleegle]

I've had some field training on reviving folks, but we've got a doctor on board, don't we?

[AoM]

Amanda is the doctor! And who the hell is that guy with no legs anyways!? Why is he on our ship?


((ooc: Couldn't respond, was away from a computer from the 28th until just yesterday.))

[Fleegle]

Ah yes, well, here goes nothing. Steven rummages around in a first-aid kit until he finds some smelling salts, which he proceeds to waft under Amanda's nose, bringing her out of unconsciousness.

[Nalaris]

The screaming continues to waft in from the medical bay...

Amanda slowly stirs back up to counciousness, sleepy until she registers the screaming, at which point she jerks awake and frantically crawls to the other side of the bridge. "Let's lock the medical bay down and jettison it."

[Fleegle]

Amanda, far be it for me to tell you how to do your job, but you are the ship's doctor, and there appears to be an.. ahem... injured man in sick bay. Shouldn't you be trying to help him rather than jettison him into space?

[AoM]

Amanda, you have got to be the worst doctor in the history of the universe! Fainting at the sight of blood? Hell, you're the epitome of cowardice! The last thing our captain needs is cowardice on his team!