randomplaces | Backwater Nexus. Blackout's living room. Mission debriefing.

Blackout: *looks up as her husband comes in* How'd it go? Did the brats listen to you?

Greatshot: They cleared out all the crew, then let out every bit of any kind of gas the ship contained. Then punched a hole in the hull, lit the leak, and took pictures of the pretty colours. The flame didn't last long in space, but with our reflexes it wasn't hard to take lots of pictures, at different wavelengths. *snerks and flops down beside her on the floor* And after the fire, some of them moved the ship out of the reality for salvage, and the others went and made a recording of the irate screaming that came from the Imperial admiral who had been in command of that ship.

Blackout: *snorts and hands him the sleeping Paean*

Greatshot: *cuddles baby* And then they spliced that recording into 'The House is on Fire'. *grins at wife* So now there's salvage, pretty pictures for Sheol to do stuff with, and Dreadnought is dancing to a new mix. *snerk* And Sparta's got a clip of what happened when he hacked into the Admiral's ship's comm and suddenly appeared on the main screen going, "BOO!"

Blackout: *snort* I imagine there must've been incontinence problems on that bridge.

Paean: *scoldy clicks as Greatshot doubles over in silent laughter at the thought*