by Conduit » Fri Jul 08, 2016 12:57 am
Tosh would find it a bit claustrophobic but manages to squeeze his Shark-self through the corridors.
Conduit looks as innocent as she can muster. "Welllll, I figure you guys don't know but maybe I should tell you..." she starts, clearly stalling for time. "There's a whole bunch of meanies out there who... maybe don't like me very much. Or people in general. Especially people who drop military destroyers in their water. Now... you might think 'How would she know that?' cause, I mean, this doesn't exactly happen everyday, right? And that's true! It doesn't. At least not with ships. It's usually a buncha other stuff cause those guys are dicks and we're the only ones standing up to them and, well, here's the thing about how I know how they react to these kinda situations? We got a Slipstream Drive, so... Cya later, Buttfaces!" she grins and taps the implant on her temple. Nothing proceeds to happen except for Conduit to grin awkwardly when whatever plan she had doesn't quite shake out. That and the radio crackling to life.
"This is the Carrier Admiral Kuznetsov. Identify yourself and your vessel immediately." a voice in a thick Russian accent demands.
"Oh fudgesicles!"