**ACTION** Plans... lovely lovely plans... SUICIDE MISSION!!!

Who: department Heads.
Where: briefing room
When: in a little bit...
Jack wandered the halls, trying to think of ideas on how to capture a
hymenopterran battleship, Alcohol floated through his mind, knowing it
to be their biggest weakness... an achilles liver, so to speak... He
wandered down to Severn's hangar, knowing him to be a veritable well
of weapons ideas.
"Severn!" Jack called as he entered, then stopped in his tracks as he
saw a sleek, small ship in front of him, with severn dangling over the
side of it, to a control panel.
"Hey, whats this?" Jack asked, walking up to him, and peering at the
intricate control panel inside.
"Ahh, Jack... yes, this, as far as i can tell, is the ultimate
smuggling ship, small enough to evade weapons fire, while having the
cargo space of a planet." he said, smiling as he thought of the
possibilities.
"so... how does that work?" Jack asked, intrigued at the idea of such
a small ship carrying so much.
"go round the back, and watch that moonshine the old pilot left in
there." Severn said, sitting in the cockpit, ready with the lever to
the side.
"Ok... what am i watching.. WOAH!" Jack shouted, as he saw the
moonshine bottle expand in size, over five fold. This sent ideas
storming through Jacks head, ideas on the alcohol needed to take over
the hymenoptera ship.
"Severn, how many times can you do that?" he asked, smiling widely,
getting slightly hyperactive at the prospect.
"As far as i can tell, theres no limit, you can change one bottle into
as much as you want..." Severn said, rubbing his head, not knowing
what Jacks idea was.
Jack ran towards the exit to the hangar, "get that ready! make as much
moonshine as you can in 10 minutes, and set up the longest hose you've
got! i have an idea that will save earth!" he shouted as he left the
hangar bay, leaving Severn bewildered, but obliging. He began
creating as much as humanly possible...
-----Moments later, in the department heads meeting-----
Bursting through the door, Jack sat down on his chair awkwardly, the
meeting having slready started, but only just being late.
"Sorry about that, i just had an amazing idea on how to pull this
off." Jack said, still smiling widely.
"Come on then, out with it" Phil said, stood up at the opposite end of
the room, his hands on the table.
"Down in Severns Hangar bay, theres probably now enough moonshine to
wet the whistle of every hobo on earth." Jack said, "and i think we
can use this to flood a hymenoptera ship, and steal it." he added,
everyone around him looked shocked, even Chris looked up.
"But, how do you plan on getting that much booze into an enemy ship?"
Chris asked, trying to get his head round the idea.
"Well, theres also the biggest hose on board ready to go, which i'd
guess is long enough to transport liquid minerals onboard from mining
operations" Jack explained, "meaning we'd be able to use it to get to
another ship easily. I just need someone to get it there..." he
finished, and just as he did, an alarm siren screamed into their ears.
"Holly, what is it?" Phil asked, turning to the console next to him.
"theres a bug battleship on the way" Holly said, xalmly as ever.
"ok" he said, turning to jack. "The shows yours, dismissed" he said,
before sitting back in his chair, in thought.
"holly, tell peter to go to severns hangar, to give him a hand. we're
gonna need some help back here to sort this out.. and tell him he
doesn't need to worry about it being a suicide mission either." Jack
said as he ran down to his office, and sat down.
"Now.. all i need is a volunteer to get the hose to the battleship...
someone small, that can fly just as fast as a ship, yet is a small
enough target to not warrant an attack..." he said to himself...
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