Discussion in 'Denver, CO' started by kitarusapien, Oct 2, 2003.
"Oh....R6......that Dark One really took the stuffing out of me."
He blurbed his concerns
"No....I'm alright." I said as I tried to stand
The ground tugged at me, and I decided that I was not alright
I dropped to my knees, told R6 to mind the fort, and went into a deep Force-trance
"Let the Force....flow through you." I heard Yoda's voice say over and over
Seemingly, an eternity passed, but when I came to, it was only late evening
"Is the camp secure, R6?"
*Bleurp* he replied
He also acknowledged the ship was refueled
"Thank you, R6." I willed myself to my feet
The poison was neutralized, but I was in no shape for combat
I crawled into the cockpit, and strapped in, R6 already in-place
I fired up the converters and headed back home
We had just ascended into a low orbit, and were heading out when I noticed the haziness I'd seen before on the scope
In front of us, a ship I'd never seen before unclaoked
The ship remotely resembled a Star Destroyer, but was quite a bit smaller
I swung the X-Wing over to avoid hitting the vessel, but it turned with me, and a timed torp rocked us
I threw the throttles into 'military', and the X pulsed away quickly
But it was less than a minute, and the mysterious vessel reappeared on the scope
"It's no wonder these buggers have been unstoppable, R6!"
"Dark Ones, droidekas, hover-tank squadrons, this thing....what next!?"
As if to answer my question, two more torps closed in on us
They moved in unison with the X-Wing
"DAMN it!!! Trackers!"
"R6, if the old girls' got anything left, we need it right NOW!!!"