Obsidian

Yeah, I've got no one-liners that are forum appropriate with which to make fun of that clip. So, instead, here's a picture of a pig in boots!

Immediately after it's first pass through the enemy ships, the Glain-Neidr made a 180 turn on its nose to prepare for a follow-up attack. "Did we get them?" asked Destiny. "Sir, direct hits," said Claud. "It looks like one of them is retreating and another is approaching the Valiant. We destroyed one of the corvettes and maimed another one, by the looks of its lacking flight pattern." "Pathetic," said Scorch. "Destiny, dive back toward that surviving corvette. Claud, prepare for another round of torpedos. This time, we'll fire at them after we've passed them. I don't want to leave anything standing, is that understood?" "Yes, Captain," said Destiny and Claud. The Glain-Neidr raced through space and passed by the two enemy corvette a second time. Torpedos launched from her bays and raced to make a second impact on the Janzar. "Claud, can you get a lock on the retreating Janzar?" asked Scorch. "I can, but it's moving back to the station," said Claud. "Coward," said Scorch. If they fired on that ship now, it might attract even more unwanted attention. "Fine, leave it and get into a distanced formation around the Valiant. I have a feeling we'll see that ship again soon, anyway." He turned to his console and radioed below deck. "Sydney, I expect a full inventory report when you come back to the bridge." "I'll be up in a moment, Captain. I need to run a final check on our weapon systems before I come back," said Sydney. "Very well, then." "Captain, there's still another ship approaching the Valiant," said Claud. "Should we take it down?" "No, let the other escort ships waste their ammo. At this point, we needn't get anymore involved," Scorch said calmly. "I already hate being an escort," huffed Destiny. "Four ships down, and we can't even raid one of them for goodies." "It wouldn't have been worth our time, anyway," Scorch said, tapping his chair with his organic hand. "I assure you, Destiny... the bounty that awaits us at the end of this journey is one unlike that any ship could hope to carry." Destiny's skeleton started glowing in excitement. "Yes, Captain! Heading back to rendezvous with the Valiant now." Scorch averted his attention to a now-inactive Claud. "Claud, you may return to your original post and continue work on that data. I trust it won't take you long?" "No, Captain, not long at all." Claud returned to his original console. "It doesn't look like our ship received any messages from the other ships in the escort." "Interesting, but I'm not concerned. I'll be more interested in seeing the--" The main door to the bridge opened and Sydney placed a disk on Scorch's main console. "The battle data, Captain. It looks like only a few ships in the escort got involved, including our own." Scorch grunted. "Great, dead weights, as I thought. Ah well... I suppose we could always use a few more decoys." The Glain-Neidr moved to a position somewhat distant from the Valiant and awaited for further orders.

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Intuitive

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"Wow, things are heating up already," said Destiny. "And they're not here for us, what a surprise." "Great, the Valiant has it's share of enemies, too," muttered Scorch. He looked up to the monitors. "Destiny, prepare to take evasive action. Sydney, get below deck and take charge of munitions monitoring and maintenance. If something goes wrong down there--" "I know, Captain... you want to hear it from me, not the computers" said Sydney in a even tone before leaving the bridge. "Claud, man the targeting system. Let's try to stick to using torpedos, as I'd rather not waste our bombs." "But, Captain, I'm almost done with that code," said Claud. "That can wait. If the enemy shoots down the Valiant, then that code is useless," growled Scorch. "I won't repeat myself. Get on the targeting system." Claud looked at Scorch and sighed, moving from one console to another. "Yes, Captain. It looks like our enemy is equipped with stealth devices." "As I thought," said Scorch. "Can the auto-targetting sensors get passed their devices should they reengage?" "No, there are too many shadows," said Claud. "I'll have to target them manually." "Gee, like he said you would," chimed Destiny. "Shut up, twit," said Claud. "There are two enemy ships in range." Scorch looked at the screen. The two ships had a small amount of distance between them, flying in a formation. "Good, they'll make easy targets. Destiny, get us between those ships. Claud, get a lock on and fire two torpedos on my command." Scorch turned to a console. "Sydney, on my command I want you to drop a bomb behind us. Understood?" All of his crew answered at once: "Yes, Captain!" The Glain-Neidr shot forward in a full rush and passed between the ships. As she approached the ships, the Glain-Neidr fired two torpedos at each ship. They exploded, whether or not they hit the ships, just before the Glain-Neidr passed through the explosion. When the fire cleared, a large bomb with a purple jewel on its head was all that was left between the two ships. It exploded, creating a glowing cloud of purple crystals. The Glain-Neidr was currently turning around on its nose, preparing for a follow-up attack. "Did we get them?" asked Destiny in the cockpit.

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