April 20th, 2552 The Guns Come out.
Survivor of The Second Twilight of the Gods Incident/Schrodinger’s Undead Kat Reporting
Well, it seems our two mechanics had friends and they’ve given up the subtle approach. Yesterday it was explosives, before that, having a ship eat itself. Today it was guns.
Okay, it was one gun, but it was pointed at me and, as cliche as it sounds, I saw my entire life flash in front of my eyes. Okay, it was the highlight reel and there wasn’t that much of it, but it was my life, my very short life that was about to end.
I’d like to say I was heroic and found some way to fight them off and save the day but no, I tripped backing up and clonked my head on the landing gear of one of our landing probe craft that was in the service bay for maintenance.
I fell hard and landed on one of the lubricant lines. As I was getting back up, I could hear one of my attackers moving into position to get a better shot, while the other warned that someone was coming. A minute later Tower was there, helping me up with no sign of my would-be killers.
They managed to stay off-camera, but only just. Cookie saw the shadow of the gun and would have ordered a guard if Tower hadn’t been there. It was probably just as well, the ship’s guard are more about protecting the crew from the unwanted element, not protecting the unwanted element from the crew.