A Coalition Storm

[Tabris]

As the Social Credit sluggishly moved through the Ion Storm Ben started to get increasingly fusterated. His muttering slowly growing into shouting of profanity and anger at the storm, the Crewmen behind him now near the rear of the ship due to fear that Ben might snap and kill them all.

Eventually one crewmember managed to gain the courage to shuffle to the front of the ship again, speaking up in a nervous voice he asked.

"Erm...Sir?" he quipped, not receving a response from Ben as he continued to spout profanity and fly at the same time. The Crewman steeled his nerves and spoke once again.

"I hate to ask this but...Are we there yet?" he asked, a split second later he was impaled with a knife to the face, thrown by Ben without turning away from the controls, it's dual blades peircing the forehead with ease, the body stayed upright for a moment before collapsing backwards, further scaring the last two crewmen into staying in the rear of the ship seeing the fate of their Comrade....Nobody bothered Ben when he was annoyed...