BASKING in the shadow of our friendly Corsair ....friends' Dreadnaughts, watching the enjoyable show that was their assault on the filthy cancerous lump that is King's Cross Station. The stars shining in the background, the melodious thump of energy weapons plastering the base shield. It was indeed glorious. A ripe moment of Gaia's vengeance reaped upon the evil-doers.
When all of a sudden a bunch of no-good Bounty Hunters come bopping along, ready the disrupt our merry-making.
Naturally....I was going to blow all 3 of them to kingdom come....when all of a sudden I got this vision in my head:
I saw Gaia descending from the heavens on a golden staircase, her bosom bouncing merrily in the gravity-free vastness of space. She smiled at me, extended her hand into my cockpit....and touched me on the cheek. And I started to weep like a little boy....who'd just watched his pet rabbit get run over...and the carcass mauled by an angry raccoon.
Then I came too and found myself floating in my escape pod somewhere in New London. Fortunately, a few friendly followers of Gaia found me and brought me back to Trafalgar for some much needed detox...err......R&R.
But just you wait! They haven't heard the last of me, nyaaaa!! Doctor Venture will show them all.
