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Post by Fox McCloud on Jan 27, 2007 22:08:50 GMT -5
" 'ey Anya! Yew git de rest of ze boxes stacked up! Us men are goin' to play cards!" A chubby weasel called to Anya, walking out of the storage room of the Swifter Paw, a thief ship for Sargasso.
Anya snarled, wiping her bangs out of her right eye briefly.
" You jerk! I outta beat that smug smirk offa your face!" She called back as he left her alone in the large room. She sighed, bending over and picking up the last box, setting on top of two that were already piled up.
"Great, that means I gotta count 'em all too..." She mumbled. She walked around some of the big stacks until she was alone. She began to count the boxes,but had the nervous feeling someone was watching her.
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Post by Hyperactivewolf on Jan 27, 2007 22:17:41 GMT -5
Bright blue eyes shining with a light all their own watched her from an air duct overhead, but only for an instance. Terrance just wanted to make sure that she was occupied. She was. He probably had five minutes to himself. This ship wasn't great, but it had a nice hyperdrive that he would have liked to get his hands on. And maybe a few other things could be salvaged from it.
He hopped down into another room then straightened, smirking widely with confidence as he slipped down a hallway into the pilot room. "Nice!" he said in satisfaction, pacing the room slowly and admiring the equipment, his head sky-ward more often that it came near the ground. He paused next to a wide pannel and his white-furred hands opened the pannell and fiddled with a series of five wires connected to some strange chip. "Ah! Been lookin' for one of these!" he said, taking out a knife from his belt and applying it to the wires.
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Post by Fox McCloud on Jan 27, 2007 22:21:46 GMT -5
It wasn't long before Anya made her way to the very room that Terrance had conceiled himself in. She walked over to the chair next to Terrance and sat down, not even noticing him.
She then paused, slowly turning.
"What the heck are you doing!?" She exclaimed at the top of her lungs. She reached at her sides, but her pistols were gone. She left them in her dorm. Her eyes widened slightly.
" Oh crap."
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Post by Hyperactivewolf on Jan 27, 2007 22:30:45 GMT -5
Terrance had been watching her with a raised eyebrow as she had come in and he had nearly burst out laughing. Now he couldn't hold it in any longer. He laughed! He slammed shut the pannel as he laughed and pounded a fist against it. "Ooh, look who's in trouble now!" he chuckled, pulling a pistol from the back of his belt. Yes, it was an old-fasioned pistol of all things, using bullets instead of plasma. Bullets had been done away with centuries ago, yet here was a Dingo holding a gun of that very make.
"Aw, dont' be afraid. I wouldn't hurt a cute little thing like you," he childed, not even raising the gun. He just held it in one hand while his other held the knife.
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Post by Fox McCloud on Jan 27, 2007 22:35:29 GMT -5
Anya stood up, her beautiful yellow eyes scanning the room. Yep, she was screwed. Stayed tough. Maybe if she yelled loud enough, the others'd hear her.
" I'm flattered really..." Hmm he's handsome, but I gotta save myself. Screw this guy.
" Get out of here now! Guys I need a gun! There's a guy in here with a knife!" She yelled, slowly backing away. The beautiful squirrel was probably gonna know what the meaning of D.I.D was for once.
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Post by Hyperactivewolf on Jan 27, 2007 22:47:58 GMT -5
The humor in the dingo's bright blue eyes faded as quickly as his mischievious grin, his ears standing straight up in alarm and his eyebrows lowering in a tinge of anger. "I wouldn't do that," he said sternly, advancing towards her. Then he paused, thinking. He could be angry with her, he could force her to shut up or he could just shoot her. But he had long ago learned that women make the worst of enemies and the best of allies.
He tossed the gun and knife to one side and held open his palms. "Look. I'm unarmed now. Do you really want to get me killed?" He actually wasn't unarmed, he could handle himself. But the act was to make it look like his life depended on her. Which it did. He put a pleading look in his eyes, sad and forlorn. "Please, you must understand. Assasins are after me and I must get out of here before they come after me. I had hoped to take this ship, and I'm sorry for it. But my life is in danger." His words sounded so sad and sincere, his face somber. The only thing that could possibly betray him was the way his tail was begining to swish in excitement. "Please. Just hear me out."
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Post by Fox McCloud on Jan 27, 2007 22:51:58 GMT -5
Anya paused, listening to him, a smile fading onto her face slowly. Suddenly she burst into laughter.
"What kind of pansy do you think I am?" She exclaimed laughing hysterically. She shook her head, backing up more and more now.
" You're handsome, but you're crazy, " She said, brows raised high. She kept walking back until she backed into the supplies closet. She frowned. Probably not the best place to back into. She tapped the door.
" Uh, this door here's for nothing. Just...a door..." She said, slide stepping to the side.
" Guys! I need help!"
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Post by Hyperactivewolf on Jan 27, 2007 23:00:07 GMT -5
Terrance sighed, his ears flattening and his eyes rolling upward. "Fine. If that's the way it's gotta be, I can play rough." He reached into his boot and pulled out a silver plasma gun he'd stolen off some wierd cockroach-like creature. The beam was blinding white. Terrance hated it, but it had it's uses. He suddenly snapped it up to her face and for a split second he hesitated. It really was a shame to destroy that pretty face. Heh, he was becoming as bug-eyed as girls became over him. Oh well. He snapped the gun just a few inches off course and fired, blasting a hole through the door next to her face. That would arouse the attention of her crewmates. Good. Terrance liked a good fight.
"Now sit down!" he snapped, blazing fire in his blue eyes.
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Post by Fox McCloud on Jan 27, 2007 23:03:43 GMT -5
Anya had closed her eyes tight when he first raised the gun to her face. After he pulled it away and shot a hole in the door and she was commanded to sit down, she nodded quivering in fear for the first time ever in her life.
The beautiful squirrel sat on the chair. Was she gonna be a hostage?
" Wh-what now?"
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Post by Hyperactivewolf on Jan 27, 2007 23:11:57 GMT -5
"Mind yer own buisness!" Terrance snapped. He wouldn't have minded making a joke about this, but when his life was on the line it was a different matter.
He walked over to the pilot's chair and leaned over hte pannel, refusing to sit down as he kept his gun trained on her. "Ulgh, how do you work this thing?" he muttered. He pressed a large green button and suddenly the ship gave a sickening shudder beneath him. "Ok, not it!" he said cheerfully. Then he flipped an orange switch and the ship began to rise. "Here we go! No moving, by the way!" he snapped suddenly. "Need to get out of here and find the hyperdrive switch."
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Post by Fox McCloud on Jan 27, 2007 23:16:39 GMT -5
She swallowed hard, listening to him. As he flipped switches, he switched one that put the ship in lockdown, locking them in the room.
She frowned.
"Oh no..I'm never going to get outta here..." She mumbled. The it hit her.
Duh, the supplies closet was a good thing. She'd get the metallic connection handcuffs on him.
It was do or die. She snuck to the supplies closet, flung it open, and grabbed supplies before he could get over. Hah, she got cuffs, and a goo gun. That'd shut his stupid mouth.
Before he could realise she left the seat behind him, she was out of the closet, and charged towards him with the cuffs, and the goo gun in her holster.
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Post by Hyperactivewolf on Jan 27, 2007 23:30:08 GMT -5
Terrance paused while he was in the middle of figuring out several buttons that did nothing that he could see. His ears flicked back calmly. Stupid woman. This would be her own darn fault!
He spun around suddenly and caught her wrist in his hand. He flipped around behind her, pulling back her arm, and shoved her down on the pannel. The alarms that suddenly went off were far from reassuring, but Terrance ripped the handcuffs from her hands and snapped them on her own wrist. Now he began to struggle for her hand that was holding the gun, pulling back her other arm further as he tried to cuff both hands.
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Post by Fox McCloud on Jan 27, 2007 23:33:43 GMT -5
She struggled the best she could, even when she found her one wrist was cuffed. She fired a shot of the goo gun. A stick substance shot out, striking the ceiling and sticking there. The two continued to fight, until finally, she dropped the gun, and her other hand was cuffed. She frowned and attempted to kick the goo gun away from Terrance.
" You jerk!"
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Post by Hyperactivewolf on Jan 27, 2007 23:41:08 GMT -5
"Hey! I'm not the one who just tried to kill someone! So for now I think it's me we'll be trusting with the weapons from now on." He held onto her for a moment, but then let go and began to back up towards the goo gun, picking it up. The red lights suddenly stopped flashing and Terrance looked up at the ceiling.
"Ah! Ya see, the universe always works itself out over time." He looked around once more. "Didn't I ask you to sit down?" he asked like he really couldn't remember. "I wonder if there's a holding room or something around here. Or maybe that closet would do. What do you say to it?" There was mockery in his voice and laughter in his bright eyes as he tried to conciel the wide smile that was slowly fighting its way onto his face.
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Post by Fox McCloud on Jan 27, 2007 23:44:16 GMT -5
Anya frowned. She was being held close by this guy. It'd be a good thing if he wasn't a complete wack-job. She suddenly snarled and pushed backward. After he let go of her, she dove into him, tackling him and biting his shoulder.
"Takmf thismf!" she yelled biting down harder now, her hands still cuffed behind her back.
Are the guys that stupid that they can't figure out I'm locke din here, and to blow the friggin' door down?!God, I think I'm learning how D.I.D's feel for once...wow, It really sucks.
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