If you folks don't mind, I think I'd like to get in on the fun, if nothing else than to say that Benjamin and Gina were there and so that they have prior dealings when they need food stuffs on a large scale... Oh look! Intro! ^_^;;
We were coming in hot from Mars when Gina popped up on the driver-side screen.
"Hoi, BJ! There's a whole lot of chatter flying around . Sounds like somebody's lifting a world ship out there."
That got my attention. "No shit!" I said in shock. "How big?"
"Nothing confirmed yet but I've heard about a half-mile diameter sphere."
"DAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMNNN!"
"Exactly. I can only imagine the sort of power they had to use in order to get something like that moving."
"No kidding. What's our ETA to Stelvia?"
"We're still a half-hour out."
"Okay. Put whatever they're using for coms over the stereo system. After we drop off our package at Stelvia we'll go ahead and say hello."
"Hmph. As long as you don't make an ass of us."
"Hey! Have I ever failed you?"
"Yes."
"You know that other team wasn't going to like us anyways just because we beat them."
"Hmph."
"Anyhow, go ahead and patch the coms through. I'll go ahead and freshen up while we're enroute."
"Psht, whatever," grumbled Gina as she walked off the screen.
We made our delivery as planned and got underway again in our usual timely fashion. Gina actually appreciates that I don't usually like to dilly-dally around when there's something big going on. However, just because you're one of the fastest Fen in Fenspace doesn't mean that you always get there first. This time, we missed the green light simply because we weren't there to catch it in the first place. That does not, however, preclude us from being fashionably late.
Just as we were getting underway again, we caught the hilarious serious of faux pass from the Inelegant Truth. The comedy factor there was enough that both of us were reduced to quivering puddles of giggles.
"Best. Screw up. Ever!" said Gina. "Ahhh mein gott. That's going on the Internet for sure!"
I gave Gina my best your-shitting-me look. "You recorded all that!?"
"You bet I did!" she replied with one of her demonic grins.
"You are one evil little lady, you know that," I replied with a shit-eating grin plastered on my face. "God I love you!"
"Whatever, pervert."
After that, we had a couple minutes to compose ourselves, but that didn't last once we started to get close.
"Wow," I said.
"How much is wow?" asked Gina, playing along.
"Somewhere between 'ouch' and 'poing-oing-oing-oing-oing!'"
"Wow." And then we shattered. Yeah, we're pretty silly in private. Sometimes in public too, it just takes on a whole different slant then.
"Think we should try hailing them?" wondered Gina.
"Why not. Patch the microphone onto VOX."
"Done, you're live."
I smiled and got my best radio voice going. "Good morning, folks. This is the SC Bullet Boy Express talking at the impressively huge worldship that just caused a whole buncha ruckus. We're coming in fast, but we're friendly, outgoing, and neighborly with good tidings and clean socks for everyone!"
"Don't take the clean socks part at face value, though," added Gina snarkishly. I gave her my lopsided you-and-I-are-gonna-talk-later grin. She only checked a contact lens at me in reply.
We were coming in hot from Mars when Gina popped up on the driver-side screen.
"Hoi, BJ! There's a whole lot of chatter flying around . Sounds like somebody's lifting a world ship out there."
That got my attention. "No shit!" I said in shock. "How big?"
"Nothing confirmed yet but I've heard about a half-mile diameter sphere."
"DAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMNNN!"
"Exactly. I can only imagine the sort of power they had to use in order to get something like that moving."
"No kidding. What's our ETA to Stelvia?"
"We're still a half-hour out."
"Okay. Put whatever they're using for coms over the stereo system. After we drop off our package at Stelvia we'll go ahead and say hello."
"Hmph. As long as you don't make an ass of us."
"Hey! Have I ever failed you?"
"Yes."
"You know that other team wasn't going to like us anyways just because we beat them."
"Hmph."
"Anyhow, go ahead and patch the coms through. I'll go ahead and freshen up while we're enroute."
"Psht, whatever," grumbled Gina as she walked off the screen.
We made our delivery as planned and got underway again in our usual timely fashion. Gina actually appreciates that I don't usually like to dilly-dally around when there's something big going on. However, just because you're one of the fastest Fen in Fenspace doesn't mean that you always get there first. This time, we missed the green light simply because we weren't there to catch it in the first place. That does not, however, preclude us from being fashionably late.
Just as we were getting underway again, we caught the hilarious serious of faux pass from the Inelegant Truth. The comedy factor there was enough that both of us were reduced to quivering puddles of giggles.
"Best. Screw up. Ever!" said Gina. "Ahhh mein gott. That's going on the Internet for sure!"
I gave Gina my best your-shitting-me look. "You recorded all that!?"
"You bet I did!" she replied with one of her demonic grins.
"You are one evil little lady, you know that," I replied with a shit-eating grin plastered on my face. "God I love you!"
"Whatever, pervert."
After that, we had a couple minutes to compose ourselves, but that didn't last once we started to get close.
"Wow," I said.
"How much is wow?" asked Gina, playing along.
"Somewhere between 'ouch' and 'poing-oing-oing-oing-oing!'"
"Wow." And then we shattered. Yeah, we're pretty silly in private. Sometimes in public too, it just takes on a whole different slant then.
"Think we should try hailing them?" wondered Gina.
"Why not. Patch the microphone onto VOX."
"Done, you're live."
I smiled and got my best radio voice going. "Good morning, folks. This is the SC Bullet Boy Express talking at the impressively huge worldship that just caused a whole buncha ruckus. We're coming in fast, but we're friendly, outgoing, and neighborly with good tidings and clean socks for everyone!"
"Don't take the clean socks part at face value, though," added Gina snarkishly. I gave her my lopsided you-and-I-are-gonna-talk-later grin. She only checked a contact lens at me in reply.