Its only a Theory But....

Its only a Theory But....
 
Idwal Everett Mining Engineer
John Keats Jet Jockey
Quilbert the Faithful Ferret
 
Mining Frieghter in the Debris Field
 
Also
 
Amber & Jack in Blue Midget 13
 
Oh and some weird aliens!
 
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Amber tapped out the frequencies and contacted the mining craft.  "JMC Mining Vessel this is Blue Midget 13 come in please." Jack silently cursed as he realised that 13 was a traditionally unlcky number. "JMC Mining Vessel this is Blue Midget 13 are you reading me? This is Ensign Amber Cleaveage-FeBuggure requesting a transmition"   "This is Mining Engineer Idwal Everrett. Did you just experience that as well? What happened?...." the transmition was cut out in a fizzle of static as both shuttles comms were interupted by a large sharp pointy stinger.
 
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The smell of frying circuits filled the flightdeckand Idwal looked in disbelief at the pulsating stinger that now protruded eighteen inches out of the control deck.
"What the...?" he began
But Keats was already springing into action and had smashed the plexiglass case housing the ships weapon cache.  From it he unshipped the largest, meanest most lethal looking weapon he could find.
"Lock and load!" he snapped as he powered up the weapon. An ominous hum began to come from the thing. "He, she or it went thata way!" said Keats " And I'm off to fry its sorry ass!"
With that he leapt over the centre console and was gone down into the bowels of the frieghter. 
Idwal turned to the comms.  Nothing but waves of static and then he saw the alien ship again. It was looping around obviously intent on another pass through the three ships it had already passed through.  As it came round Idwal noticed the starfield halo around it shimmered and danced and then as it came onto a new heading the starfield took on a normal look.  Idwal punched up the ships mainframe.
"Starfield distortion" he snapped " give me any known facts"
The computer seemed to consider the options and then said " MacFarlane and Johns of UMIST predicated in their paper of the ......"
"Yes!Yes!" said Idwal   "Just give me the findings!"
The computer seemed a trifle miffed "Basically if a ship distorts the view of the starfield around it then one can assume its Vandergraft generators are temporarily off line."
"Bingo!" yelled Idwal
"Bingo...An ancient Terran cry of triumph, linked to the annual games known to have taken place in Athens in............."  Idwal shut the link. Computers could be so annoying some times!
"Right!" said Idwal to himself "So that means that in between passes the ship returns to this solid state dimension.  Well lets see if  its solid enough to land some weaponry on!"
With that he began bringing the frieghters modest, but pretty nasty weapons system online.
At the same time he put out an all bands message telling anyone who might hear what he had deduced.
He didn't hold out much hope of anyone hearing him as the static was still pounding the comms speakers like high surf breaking with a really wicked curl.