Resolving the Argale Situation - Part Two E-Book

Suzann Dodd

• Herausgeber: BookRix
• Kategorie: Fantasy und Science-Fiction
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2022

Beschreibung

While there are landings on Argale to free the slaves and kill their oppressors, the Gautier takes to space.

The Great Space Pirate is there, and perceives their destination, and is prepared to confront. 

Leseprobe

Suzann Dodd

Resolving the Argale Situation - Part Two

BookRix GmbH & Co. KG81371 Munich

Chapter One

THE GREAT SPACE PIRATE RETURNS

SHARON FEINSTEININ SPACE

I shot out, all the speed I could get, then began slowing in tiny bits. That's the trick; open the throttle and you can go beyond measure, but to stop has to be in tiny bits, or else, you blow.

I've done this before, and it's like breathing me, and I'm dropping in fractions until bordering light speed. Crossing and uncrossing the light bar I'd get scans of under and over.

I had to be in front of the Gautier; even if they had the speed of a modern Class 10 it'd take them least an hour to reach my position.

The veDak had a scan of approximately 250kk. Transcribing a circle, maintaining that distance from the 'centre'. The Gautier would pass through some part of the corridor I was mapping.

To say I loved what I was doing was an understatement. I was born to do this. Every second of my life, every time I took out a flyer, every maneuver I had ever done was dress rehearsal to this moment.  

No one, not human, not Zee could think as I did, do as I was doing.

With the veDak on auto I pulled on my outside suit. Though for Zees and standard size humans the cockpit might be small, it wasn't for me.

I kept to the grid and I got a ping. I swung up, took a check. Sure enough, it was a manmade object; The Gautier.I'd found them. I was the only one who could have. I knew it as I knew my 'eyelashes' as they would say, and checked that was why Daktoy sent me.

Maybe they are right, maybe in this place at this time, I am the Sakari.

I decided to keep myself just beyond the '40' mark range of their scanner guessing they got clarity up to about 90,000 kilometers.

Considering how small the veDak and how it would ping as stone as long as I kept the engines off I was fairly safe.Keeping the Gautier just beyond the mid point of my scan range I sent messages to iKhyarm, iMindak, to the erssavi. I didn't know where anyone was. I transmitted my prog so their coms could match it.

I let the Gautier pass far below me, tailed, waiting for my team, sending messages every few minutes.

It took about an hour for iKhyarm to get into the grid and then we followed the Gautier about twenty minutes before iMindak showed. We chatted, then I thought, shit, why bother track them anywhere? I'll cut off their engines.

I put on my helmet, secured the fasteners of my suit; "Kay, I'm going in." I say.

I take a hit of vizho, begin the atmosphere retract, until the inside of the flyer at balance with space. I set the com, up, over, until directly above the Gautier, matching their velocity, just beyond their scanner range.

Flying on inertia, I begin to circle like a lazy johncrow, coming down in curls. It was the kind of thing only me, The Great Space Pirate would think of. Softly, moving slowly, I set down stuckers. My craft now sitting on the Gautier.

I doubt they'd seen me, if I pinged it would be as a 'natural' object as I wasn't letting out fuel traces. I take the rivet gun, open my canopy, float out of the veDak.

I love this. I remember in crystal clarity every other moment of my life when I danced in space.   I let myself move more by 'thought' than action as the slightest wiggle had enormous effect.

I got my feet on the skin of the Gautier onned the magnetic soles of my boots, careful to keep in the safe space between the weapons which went around the ship like a belt, began to walk.

I fired on the near cameras as I moved to where engines were attached.  

I forgot this ship could land, so the engines'd be screwed on extra secure.

I cut off a few flaps, as the ship was made in little rectangles. Of course, one flap would be on top of another and another, but after the most exhausting ten minutes, I'd expose the guts.  

iKhyarm shows up, like if I do something he has to do it too, and I showed him what I'd done; that is opened a space in the skin of the Gautier about ten inches by six inches.

He reaches in, grabs like a rubber pipe, yanks it out. It's jerking around like a wild thing. He takes my gun and rivets it to the shell, pointing up, then moves to the other side, to do the same thing with another engine.

I'm impressed; always had him as just a pretty face. I move back to my flyer, have the com do a check; the Gautier is slowing.

I climb into my VeDak, bring environment up, so I can pop my helmet, and drink water. I rest and , after a little minute put back on the helmet, take another hit of vizho, down environment, go to find iKhyarm.

He's on engine number three, I let him finish, take the gun, send him to his flyer.

The danger of Outside work is that you don't know you're exhausted, you just pass out, and that's a little too dangerous in the current situation.

I'm thinking of going on to the next engine when I see the exhaust. Pressure inside a space ship has to be let out, some reused as energy, sure, but some let out.  This is the exhaust that does it.

I take up the flaps we've cut, being slightly magnetic they stick to the ship. I go to the exhaust, start to rivet them there to block the grid.  iKhyarm appears, gesturing; two saps are coming out. I use the rivet gun. Smash one visor than the other, and we move to our veDaks and out of there.

We hit light, if there was firing, it was where we weren't. After a two second flight I turn around, heading back in a different direction.  iKhyarm was with me, he was a good enough pilot, but I didn't see iMindak.

"He ensues latterly."

I guess that meant he'd stay a good distance behind, more as Observor than participant.

Kay and I moved to the Gautier, it was traveling on inertia cause I wasn't picking up fuel traces.  I got them in my grid, started to fine up the streamer, cause I was going to cut off the main engine. I kept just beyond what I considered their scanner range. I progged the com as to what I wanted to do, put it in control and it made the little corrections in course.

The engine was like in the crosshairs, I offed the com, took over, firing, moving the weapon tiny little points to make a heap of little holes so the Engine would drop off.

I turn on the radio, set it to human frequencies, expecting a message. Then change my mind, switch to Zee channel and tell iKhyarm: "Tell them the ZeShaNelayZay demands they stand down and await orders. Put your transmitter on the far right channel."

I heard his transmission.

I don't know if the saps spoke Shaz but they knew what it sounded like. They didn't answer or nothing. I waited. In like a minute the Engine broke off, went tumbling, then exploded. The Gautier was tossed over and around, and we had to follow it.