( please excuse the formatting , ill get better bear with me } marcus had been on the wrong end of some bad people over the years, he had left sol in a beatn up stock sidewinder and made his way across to deltas' home system and that journey alone was enough to turn your hair white but what stood before him now had marcus genuinley affraid for his life ,, she stood there in her pink see thru night wear and a dressing gown that wasnt all that securley fastened and fluffy slippers she was around 4 foot five tall weighng around 50 kilos, brandishing some ancient earth antique weapon.. he could barley see her face over the top of the barrell pointed squarley at his head it was like staring into a bucket ! marcus had seen one once in a museum all those years ago on a school field trip , he vaugley remeber its name , a thunder bluss or something , only this thing he was staring down the barrel of , or more accuratly barrels of, because there seemed to be three other equally large openings connected to the first pointed in his direction , the litle old lady holding the monstrosity looked harder than a es heart all grey n spindly she was actually chewing something , marcus thought it was tobacco like the old western cowboys used to , only to have his suspicions confrimed as a warm fould smelling bolt of spittle from the old hag got him squarley on the chin , marcus made a motion to wipe it off when the old hag screamed at him " dont move you son of a or ill plaster your stinking ugly hide all over that wall "
genuine fear gripped him now, he thought he was gonna lose controll of at least one bodily function .. surley she couldent hold this , this CANNON in his face for much longer it looked to heavy for marcus to aim let alone this old battle axe . or worse still she twitched and the thing would go off accidentally and take marcus upper torso with it . she got even more agitated and shook the gun a bit in marcus's face at this an even more unplesant prospect revealed it self as her dresing gown fell open and revealed the full extent of the ravages of time had on the old birds body , grandma! what are you doing ? marcus moved an eyeball to see who was calling granny rotweiler off it was shannon delacey or was it sharon you couldent actually tell untill yo got to see their near identical birthmarks in the extrodinary shape of a ,,, but i digress . the distraction was all marcus needed to bat the gun away from his face and perform an astounding feat of acrobatics actually leaping / falling back wards over the sofa .
it was then some fugging must have hit the boost button in a conda in the docking bay next door , at least its what it sounded like . the noise was absolutley deaffaning as marcus scrambled to his feet another loud peel of thunder went off behind him and the ornamental vase and a stunning art work vaporised beside him as he made it thu the door frame , he cast his gaze back to see the old bird wrsetling with the weapon trying to reload it , and to her credt and marcus's amazement she did just that and let off another thunderous volly the doors had just closed behind marcus and he had turned and run for the cobra parked in the bay when the door exploded behind him sending red hot shards of metal into his taking a big chunk outtof the left cheek, limping badly he made it up the steps od the cobra got him self strapped in and boosted the jeff outta there , as he did so the stations defences opened up on him so he hit boost fa off and put the cobra into a crazy rolling tumbling flight arc untill the drive spooled up , the little ship took an absolute pasting systems dropping all over the place he thought he heard the canopy shattering too . cmon cmon , and he heard the words all desparate pilots love to hear,,," frame shift drive active ."
marcus was going to have nightmares about this for a long time , that gun.... that dressing gown ho god .
genuine fear gripped him now, he thought he was gonna lose controll of at least one bodily function .. surley she couldent hold this , this CANNON in his face for much longer it looked to heavy for marcus to aim let alone this old battle axe . or worse still she twitched and the thing would go off accidentally and take marcus upper torso with it . she got even more agitated and shook the gun a bit in marcus's face at this an even more unplesant prospect revealed it self as her dresing gown fell open and revealed the full extent of the ravages of time had on the old birds body , grandma! what are you doing ? marcus moved an eyeball to see who was calling granny rotweiler off it was shannon delacey or was it sharon you couldent actually tell untill yo got to see their near identical birthmarks in the extrodinary shape of a ,,, but i digress . the distraction was all marcus needed to bat the gun away from his face and perform an astounding feat of acrobatics actually leaping / falling back wards over the sofa .
it was then some fugging must have hit the boost button in a conda in the docking bay next door , at least its what it sounded like . the noise was absolutley deaffaning as marcus scrambled to his feet another loud peel of thunder went off behind him and the ornamental vase and a stunning art work vaporised beside him as he made it thu the door frame , he cast his gaze back to see the old bird wrsetling with the weapon trying to reload it , and to her credt and marcus's amazement she did just that and let off another thunderous volly the doors had just closed behind marcus and he had turned and run for the cobra parked in the bay when the door exploded behind him sending red hot shards of metal into his taking a big chunk outtof the left cheek, limping badly he made it up the steps od the cobra got him self strapped in and boosted the jeff outta there , as he did so the stations defences opened up on him so he hit boost fa off and put the cobra into a crazy rolling tumbling flight arc untill the drive spooled up , the little ship took an absolute pasting systems dropping all over the place he thought he heard the canopy shattering too . cmon cmon , and he heard the words all desparate pilots love to hear,,," frame shift drive active ."
marcus was going to have nightmares about this for a long time , that gun.... that dressing gown ho god .