“Captain?”
“Yes, Waltz?”
“We got company, Cap.”
“Company as in a corporation looking to hire us or..?”
“Company as in two fighters on our tail annnnnd they’re opening fire on us.”
Tranquility rocked one way and the other just then, Waltz no doubt doing his best to evade the lasers and his attempts paying off.
“Ya think!?” Mal exclaimed, clutching a corridor’s wall. Why was it that every time he had somebody like the Sith chasing him they always did so with so much aggression? Couldn’t they be a bit more passive-aggressive-like? For once? Just once in my less-than-passive-aggressive life?
Moments later and the Captain was in the cockpit. “What do we got?”
“...Two Sith fighters chasing and shooting at us...sir…” Chloe answered with crossed brows whose half-circles were like half of the O in “Obviously”.
“Obviously. I mean what do we got that we can use to not get shot and to stop getting chased?”
“Prepare for the zoom-boom!” Waltz held up a finger.
“Has he said that before?” Mal beckoned Chloe.
“No and he’ll never say it again.”
“I’m gonna hold you to that.”
Waltz pressed his finger anyway.
First the zoom then the boom.
The explosive charge escaped the ship, collided with an asteroid and blew it apart. Its pieces hit other asteroids and so on and so forth. By that time, Tranquility was flying ahead of the blast. The fighters behind her? Hmm...
@Morse