L. O. K. I.

[Kane]

The life pod was taken into one of the containment cells on the brig. DarkStar and Virus were soon joined by two of DarkStars "marines," outfitted with the armor and heavy weapons found within DarkStars vast armory. The weapons were flachete guns; enlarged, automatic shotguns that fired a large spray of disks and needles whose points were almost filed down to a molecule wide (Or, if you don't like technobabbel, they could cut through just about anything given enough momentum). They wern't very good against armor (like say, the inside of a ship or real infantry), but chewed up flesh very well. The weapon of choise for bording operations as most ships didn't have armored troops, and if they did it was usualy light armor.
DarkStar read the readouts on the pod. "One guy, awake, normal vitals. Funny..." DarkStar trailed off for a moment. "There isn't any identification for this guy." He looked up and gave an evil grin. "I think we caught a pirate."

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