Excerpt 1:
The dock was loud and noisy. People of all races and ages milling about. Mechs roamed about ,weaving in and out of people,ships and parts. Gene Witherby ,smuggler,outlaw and captian of the Trojian Hydra, sighed as he looked at his ship. The damage was so extensive , that the Human was almost certian that the ship would never fly among the stars agian. The ship had begun to collpase ,almost as soon as they had exited hyperspace. The earlier scuffle had certianly left it's mark.
Gene loved that old ship. He'd had the Trojian Hydra for almost fifteen years. The ship was quite old and was kind of outdated. Ziggy , his first officer , came up beside him. The Corinthian's strange eyes took in the damage.
"Look's like your baby's down for the count Gene," Ziggy said, shaking his head at the aging ship.
Before Gene could respond , a thick metal plate ,the fifteenth one, crashed to the ground ,nearly crushing their navigator.The Kreakle let out a yelp as he dogded nearly 30,000 lbs of steel. The two hit winced at the sound as hit the metal floor.
"You okay ,Walt?" Gene called to the long-eared navigator.
Walt pointed at the fallen plate, an annoyed look on his face.
"You see this? You see what just happened? We've had fourteen other plates do the same damn thing and that's the third time I've almost been crushed! Am I okay? No, I am not okay -,"Walt snapped as he stormed off, contiueing his tirade in his own language.
Gene rolled his eyes.
"Look, Ziggy, tell Walt and the others to pack their things. I hate to sell the old boy but I don't have much other chocie. He's beyond repair and you guys are more important then the ship. Have Andre see what he can do about Owen. The ship may be falling apart but I know the AI isn't," the Human said sadly.
Ziggy nodded and hurried off towards the ship. Gene took once last look at his faithful ship before he too was off .
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