VFF The Book continues 4

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*I'm half listening to the conversation when Brit flies off the handle and throws her spoon across the room almost impaling my merc. I start to say something but Mobbex, running his mouth, keeps me in my seat. He's becoming a problem. I don't mind other people’s opinions, so long as they understand mines the only one that matters on this boat.*

*Abbey rises to follow Brit and puts her hand on my shoulder. I freeze. Should I say something? I would normally. Don't want to draw attention though. Before I make up my mind she's left the room. Damn... this is more trouble than if I just kissed her outright in front of everyone.*

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Mobbex: That's the second time she throws a fit on me. *aims his fork at Colt* There ain't gonna be third one.

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*I ignore him. Still distracted by Abbey. How is this going to work? Can't go around ignoring each other.*

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Even y' can't miss it! But that's assuming' y're not too busy makin' out with your renter!

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*That gets my attention. This ends now. I order him the bridge. Once he leaves I ask Sky to wait for me in the passageway and tell Spots to follow me.
We head to the engine room*

*I'm rummaging through Spots tools when he enters*

Spots: What are looking for?

*I hold up a small spanner* Not hefty enough. Prob'ly just piss him off.

*Spots catches on and hands me a rather large wrench*

Thanks. I'll bring it back. *tucking it the back of my pants.*

*I meet Sky in the passageway to the bridge.*

Sky: When should I step in and pull him off of you.

What makes you think you’re going to need to? *we exchange looks* I might surprise you. *She doesn’t look convinced* Fine. If I start losing to bad, jump in.

Sky: And if you I can't pull him off?

Shoot him.

*I enter the bridge and Mobbex is looking far too comfortable. The conversation goes as expected.*

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Mobbex lowers his stance and flashes his gap-toothed grin.

Mobbex: Y' wanna go, captain?

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*He wastes no time closing the gap between us and lands a hard right to my head. I turn with the blow and return one to his ribs. He brushes it off and grabs me in a bear hug. I feel the wind rush out of me as he squeezes*

*I think Sky is about to step in when Mobbex feels the wrench on my back. His eyes open wide and I smile. I plant my knee firmly between his legs. This time the air shoots from him. His grip relaxes and I head butt him in the nose. He lets go. I hit the ground and swing the wrench hard at his head. He goes down like a rock*

*It takes Sky and I both to squeeze Mobbex into the storage locker. We wedge him in tight so he can't move when he comes too. I cut loose the vents so he can see out. After an half hour he wakes trapped in the locker*

Seems you have a problem with the way I run my boat. And seeing as it's not likely to change, I got a situation. You’re big on giving your opinion. I'm thinking I space your sorry ass as soon as we break atmo. What do you think?




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Well capt. When I was to be married I paniked. I was all dressed up in the dress. for some reason I just could not do it. I mean I loved the guy I just couldn't do it.SO I geuss you could imagine me running down the isle in a white dress.


and him running after. I told him I couldn't do it. he told me to take my time and he would be waiting when I came back.

three days later the war started And I join the independance as a fighter pilot and I have not gone back since



************ jumps and the sound of the fight going on runs out to help hold mobbex down.****************

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Mobbex can see Colt's lips move through the vent but can't make out the words because his head is resonating like a bell.

Mobbex: You... you stuffed me in the pantry? Wuo duh tian ah, Colt... turn's out there's some steel within that flabby carcass o' yours after all. 'Hadn't reckoned with your strapping on the... whatever that was you hit me with. Tha' was kinda cunning... *tries to squeeze himself into a more comfortable position* Hmmph... *grunts* It's kinda tight in here, y'know. When're y' lettin' me out?



Abbey:...Pleasuretex?

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Let him out Sky.

*She looks at me like I'm crazy, but unlocks the locker.*

*Mobbex steps out and leans agaist the door, showing his big toothless grin.*

Mobbex: Didnt see that coming.

I bet you didn't. We need to go over who's boat this is and who you work for?

*He shakes his head no*

Go have the Doc check you out.

*He leaves and Sky is clearly annoyed.*

Sky: You letting him stay? He going to kill you first chance he gets.

He'll fall in line.

Sky: You and your second chance bull$&@. Better hope your right this time.

Look on the bright side. If I'm wrong you get the ship.

*She doesn't look thrilled at the prospect. Hard to tell if its concern for me or she just doesn't want the headache of this crew*

Wash get us up in the air. Stan make sure the load secure. Spots here's your wrench back.



Stan: One of his prairie dogs could have outsmarted him.



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*Stan stands up quickly and tosses his plate down by the sink. Stopping to glance inquisitively at the Captain as he hands the hefty wrench back to Spots.*

Stan: "Sure thing, Captain. Right away."

*He hurries quickly down the aft corridor and down the stairs to the catwalk. He approaches Abbey as she stands on the catwalk outside her shuttle berth.*

Abbey: "Is something wrong? Stan, right?*

Stan: "No, well.. really I don't know. Captain wants us in the air. Asked me to secure the load."

Abbey: "Alright."

Stan: "How's your door? Spots did most of the fixing, I hope I didn't mess up what little I touched."

Abbey: "No, no it's actually better than it was before. I swear the parts you two found had to be newer than half of the rest of the ship."

Stan: "You know, you're probably right. Thanks Abbey, I'll tell Spots if I see him."

*Stan nods politely and hurries past down the gangway and to the lower deck. He walks around the lumber and other cargo, checking the various straps, knots and locking bolts. He looks around for some extra multi-strap for the lumber, not really thinking it's secure enough. The engines start to whir softly and quickly build to a low rumble felt more than heard. After a couple minutes searching the cargo hold he decides it'll have to do and heads back up to the galley to strap in.*


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