Ravaged in Space......

A growl of frustration emits from under the control panel as Kadan hears the navigators comments,"Ya know you could go chart something or exercise or get laid, instead of calling down to me, no that ain't it.." a string of curses follows the chief engineers comments and the the sound of something very heavy striking metal and the whole control panel flickers and then starts working properly.

A cry of success fills the control panels belly and she slowly floats out from under it on a antigrav board. Sitting up Kadan's left cheek is smeared with green grease and she smirks up at the kid they had found in the hold,"Yeah good thing about machines you smack around a bit and they always work." Looking up she points to Crystal,"One more spilt kalaza juice on my control panel and I am going to turn you into a space flag off the bow." She narrowed her eyes and wagged her finger.

Gathering up her chips and wires and tools she tossed then into the antigrav bag and scooted it sailing toward the wall and nodded in approval as the magnet there kept it in place. "Chant, we need to go into the tubes off the back dylingal fusion compartment and recalibrate the inductors to a less rich induction of air.

Finally climbing to her feet she stretched her arms up and over her head as she sighed softly and her tied denim shirt lifted showing off a taunt stomach. her short shorts and tennis were reminiscent of an 80's teenager and she could have been that young as she headed out of the navigational deck and toward engineering intent on getting her work finished for the day.

Chant blinked. Back home, simply the idea of hitting machines was close to blasphemy, and actually doing so would get you a one way trip to the sacred engine furnaces.

Then again, Kadan seemed to have got results with it. Chant nodded and followed his mentor towards engineering. He wasn't sure he'd caught all of what she'd said they had to do, but then he was more used to engineering instructions that involved phrases like 'in accordance with the holy engine spirits' will' and 'praying for deliverance from the demons of rust and corruption'.

Chant hurried after Kadan.

"What did you say we had to do?"

Black jack The piret

I walk on to the flight deck wearing his traditional retro Piret out fit That looiks lick Simbads His long black hair hung over a red bandana. And He strocked his devil goteeAs He cheaked Kadan out as she walked passed him . He haird her for her looks Than Found oout she was the best engerneer around. She even made his sword it was the oly plasma sword arond .He than looked at Crystal" Whats Our Heading"

Shaking her head...

"Damn it.... you may find yourself going out an airlock anyway..." She chided the kid as they headed off the deck. she tossed her hair back along her shoulder smirking at the captain as he looked her over and she knew he hadn't expected her to be smart.

"We need to recalibrate.....Oh screw it I will show you." She continued on out Chant hot on her heels as the door clipped closed behind her.

Chant nodded, looking determined as he moved along at the engineer's heels.

"I'm doing my best, Kadan. I'm just used to.. y'know", Chant waved his arms vaguely, "The whole Machine God thing. Back home, you had to be ritually cleansed with the sacred machine oils before you were even allowed near the things".

Chant shivered.

"I hated that place. I had to leave. Pleasedon'tthrowmeoutanairlock".

He grinned at her hopefully. "I thought I worked that last desperate plea into normal conversation quite smoothly"

Kadan shook her head and rolled her eyes as she proceeded ondown the corridor and she slid her hands into her back pockets, or was of them to slid into and she sighed,"yeah sure thng kid... just watch and learn and if you mention those damn machine god again, I will pray one of them turns you into a broom."


She snickered and fell into thought....Damn coilitions making thes robot out of humans making them worship the damn metal parts as if they were gods, when in fact the humans were what made the machines.

Chant nodded, and mimed sealing his mouth shut.

"Right. No mention of the Machi... of that. I hated that whole thing anyway"

They entered the engineering section, Kadan sauntering with her hands in her back pockets, Chant trying to repress vague, queasy feelings of reverence as he looked at the great machines, many half-stripped down, that littered the section.

Chant settled down leaning against a wall, and gazed at Kadan trustingly.

"Watching and learning", he explained guilelessly.

ripping open a panel Kadan leaned in a bit and a zap of electricity zapped her fingers as she swore,"Damn beast." Her hand extended again and she pulled out a converter and slid it into a pocket, "well that kills the engines for a little while.


She giggled as she could well imagine Jack storming down here to start ranting and raving at her and she moved to a different panel and opened it up. Sliding a condenser from her pocket she began to work on the recalibration settings and called out to Chant,"Yo kid get me the calibrator for the extinguishing deliniator." Her head duck back into the portal and she stood on tip toes as she reach up to start the process of dumping the plasma fuel back into the projector pods and she then began turning the release cantinator. She paused and looked at chant as he looked at the mess of tools she had in a puzzled manner. She could well imagine the academy had had everything lined up organized and categorized. Plus you had to kneel and pray before you could take one tool...that is why it took all day to get ANYTHING done on the planet he was from. The return of the tool was just as tedious.

She stepped up reached in pulled out and walked away with the tool she had asked for. He was a good kid probably just needed to get laid in order to be ale to function properly on the ship. Maybe she could bribe Crystal with that new linear spacesuit she had gotten from the last space station. the one that she had been drooling over but Kadan had snagged first. Oh well time to think about getting the kid laid later.

If she didn't hurry Jack would be down here fairly quickly to start ranting and she could never get any work done when hew as ranting, he was just too damn sexy.

Black Jack

He looked at Crystal" Whats Our Heading"Than sudenly The ship slowed than stoped all together. "damn it what hapened now"He was iritated No one told him enginens would be dead at aany time to day.~ I think she dose this Just to anoiy Me ~he thought to him Self as he made his way to engineerring.

He entered and saw herWorkking at apanel" What the hells Going On Why have my Engiens stoped. His Blue eyes Shimerd as he spoke

Cracking her head on the panel as she jolted from her position she cussed hard and withdrew her head from the portal she had been looking in,"Well your highness I didn't particularly think you would want me to blow the ship andyour ass to oblivian." She slid her hands to her hips and turned to face him her dark eyes meeting his own. "unless of course your like your ass crispy fried. Besides I am almost done. But it was do it now before you entered the nebula or wait and let us get trapped into the swirling gas and freeze? Your choice mon capitain."

Black Jack the Piret

" Well I'm glad you think about My ass, But we have to hury igot word theres A Commen Welth Cruse ship Carrying a buch of biplomats And 6their Money . And I want to get that ship"

He Looked at here As they Talked He couldnt help but staire at Her Breast a littel. Shewas good looking With out moving his gaze" Just get it Done Id like to do some piret stuf some time this week."

HSe mimiced his movements as she turned and stuck her head back into the hole and called out,"Well get your ass out of the hold and to your deck and can go play with your toys as soon as i am done."

She finished what she was doing her back to the man now and all that was visible was her back and her ass as she called out,"Oh and nxt time you come in here you better warn me or I might shoot off something you want to keep."

Black jack the Piret

He laughed as She threaten Him And he walked off "You You know sweet ass your the only one that gets away with Therting me " He laughed all the way back to the flight deck. " Hay crystal as soon as the engiens are bak on Steedy on our last cors.

Chant looked at the retreating captain nervously.

"He doesn't mean we're... ah... actually gonna be... robbing someone, does he?"

Chant caught Kadan's eye.

"Well, I suppose that's what we do. Being pirates and all. Yes! Pirates! Heh. Oh! I see a... something that needs doing over there so I will... go and do it. Yes"

Chant hurried over to the tool-bench and stared at them in hopeless embarassment. It still felt... obscene to touch them without the requisite prayer, but he was too humiliated to worry about that now. He reached out for a laser welder and concentrated very hard on carving elaborate spirals on to a nearby metal disc.

Lilumega needs ingredients

Lilumega's rightful place was the kitchen. Its retractable surgical-steel claws, originally designed for hand to hand combat, swifty sliced the potatoes and yibjern roots into perfect half centimeter rounds. A Japanese steakhouse chef would've been impressed. Its pawhands sprinkled Spanish adobo and dune spice onto the tubers. Its articulated prehensile tail reached for the dual salt and pepper shaker. Specks of black pepper evenly seasoned the potatoes. The sodium chloride, unfortunately, was out.

"Lilumega is displeased because captain will be displeased." It substituted the salt with something containing chloride, lysine mono-hydrochloride, calcium stearate, but the android doubted the master would approve. He liked his food salty enough to kill the Dead Sea . He claimed that he needed it to restore his electrolytes. Lilumega knew that his sense of taste was dulled thanks to years of strong beverage, strong smoke and other piratical stuff that he liked to indulge in.

The little automaton opened a refrigerated food storage pantry full of desicated, pureed and other heavily processed vittles that took up little cargo space. Lilumega took out the last of the dehydrated and smoked upriwae. "It's not smoked salmon, but it tastes fairly similar." It placed the upriwae into the reconstitution device.

While the dead flesh puffed, Lilumega poured a can of beer into a bowl of cornmeal mixed with powdered soybean egg substitute. The tip of its articulated tail was a spinning blade capable of tearing through living tissue from skin to scale as if it were wet tissue. It also made a fantastic blender.

Lilumega took the rehydrated upriwa and dipped it in the batter. It checked the thermometer on the safety fryer. The safflower oil temperature reached 87.77778 degrees celsius. Lilumega waved its tail and dropped the tuber rounds and battered upriwae into two different sections of the fryer. The android quickly closed the lid once the baskets were lowered. Lilumega cleaned its claws and tail tip with a rough nano-engineered silicone tongue. A protective lubricant coated the blades. "Captain will be so displeased." The meal was not at all the greasy delight of fish and chips that her master loved. "It would be pleasing to meet enemy vessel. Our attack unit needs to raid a good pantry soon. These ingredients are unperfect to discriminational privateer palate."

A long beep told Lilumega that the chips were ready. As it took them out, it felt the complaints of internal gauges. The android needed to refuel in about an hour. Would it use the electric plug-in unit? Would it tumble on its back and belly next to a large polarized window and let a beautiful subeam charge its solar cells? It didn't matter at the moment. The current and overwhelming directive was to create a pleasing edible treat for the master and his other servants.

Lilumega's place was in the kitchen and in the service of the revered captor and his race of makers. Lilumega was his willing slave.

Finishing the recalibration, Kadan wiped her hands off on a cloth and walked back over tot he panel re-inserting the chip she punch out the code to start the engines and closed her eyes. Her head tilted and a satisfied smile slid along her lips as the thrum of the engines could be felt through the ship and her body and she was pleased because she knew they would be the best in space at anytime. Dropping the recalibration tool into the box she called out,"Have fun kid I am heading to my quarter's. By the way he does mean we are going to rob someone you got issues with that, there is always the airlock."

That said and without waiting for a response she heads down into the bowels of the ship to her quarters stripping along the way. she had disabled the camera's in this part of the ship, so knew she was safe enough against peeping eyes. Entering her quarters she stated,"lights ...classical." Music filled the air as she headed to the sonic showers.

Black Jack

As the engiens came backA Smile crept Across his Face, as an Idea hit him." ok Crystal go and And head towords the previeus cors, im going to go and ..Un.. Do some piret Stuf. You know Stil And pillige." He than turned and left againHe stroled through the orodoors. he knew that as soon as she was done with the Egiens she would Go relax in her cabin. As he reached the door of Kadan's cabin he could hear Boch playing inside the room. He used his over rid to Oppen her door He could hear th shower was on now . He sat An old Bottel of booze down on a table Smileing headed towords The bathroom

One thing about a sonic shower is it beats the muscles a bit so you feel invigorated and clean. Another thing missing is the water and one thing Kadan loved was hot water. She was leaning her chest against the wall her head bowed her arms crossed under her chin as she let the sonic pulsatrs stimulate her from neck to ankle.

She never heard the door open to her cabin or the entrance of Jack as she continued to enjoy the feeling of the pulses of sonic blasts.

Lilumega examined the fried meal that it created. "This is almost not acceptable. But it is little above mediocriteous." In theory, the food should've tasted and smelled edible, but not great. However, concepts of smell and taste where are as foreign to the android as gender and lust. The two small domes that protruded from its chest were nothing but storage for two piercing weapons that hid behind them. Its humanoid feminine figure was nothing more than some perverted attempt at beauty by whoever designed the machine. Lilumega was created for destruction and submission not procreative activities such as seduction.

The android's sense of sight was a different story. Billions of cones perceived not only the visible spectrum, but many invisible wavelengths as well. Its infrared vision was not only useful in thermal detection and communication, it also helped it determine the chemical composition of anything it set its eyes upon. This was very useful in helping it determine whether something would be pleasing to a human palate or not. Gamma vision was useful in helping humans avoid areas of excessive radiation. Lilumega's vision was designed for a war long-past and lost. Now that the android's original purpose had long vanished, it used the large glass-encased eyes for creating dishes specifically designed to please its master.

Lilimega carried a tray with plate full of vittles and a flask of bootleg rum to the captain's quarters. He was not there. "Captain master, I cookiefried a fascimile of favorite tasties." The machine called for him, hoping that he would hear. "Captain master?" There was no response. Not even an irritated yell directing Lilumega to return its ass to the kitchen. Lilumega continued down the corridor hoping that the captain... or someone... anyone... would try its fish and chips and tell her how insanely salty and greasy they were. A slave was useless without a master.

Black Jack the Piret

Jack watched for amonet admireing her full beauty Be for removing his piret boots and socks. He than took his bandana and Shirt off and sat them by his boots. He than with grace and cotion removed his sword and Pants. Be for she looked up he steped in to the shower. " Mind if i join You in your sonic sower." he said knowing it would startel her. As she looked up sudenly, He stoll a a pastionet lustfull kiss Iin triditonal piret fasion.

She hadn't heard any of his risrobing she had been so intent on her enjoyment of the shower. Just as Jack stepped in and spoke she spun around and instantly was in his arms. Her lips parted under the onslaught, her arms sliding up and around his neck as her leg slid up and along the inner side of his thigh. Bringing her thigh up quickly she pauses just before she can do damage and withdraws her lips from his own,"Stop startling me." She growls playfully and then nips his neck.

Black jack the piret

" Sorry You know how much i lik to Swepp in like a thef And just take what i want." he said as he leand in Stilling another kiss This time he stoped the kiss short looked her in the eys , his blue eyes shimered As he sensualy traced her lips with his tung. Than kissed her deeply .He parted her lips wiht his tung and started to explor her mout with his tung.He held her close as he did this , Gently brushing the small of her back with his finger tips.

She slid her hands up and into his hair as she pressed back against the wall feling his hips pressing into her own. Her eyes sparkled as she whispered and what do you feel like stealing right now?"

She loved teasing him, and they had an understanding, in space they were lovers at port, well that was another story.

"I hope the humanomasters have not left myself alone while they loot ship of enemies." Lilumega still could not find the Captain or anyone else. "Out of my way dumb dog." The self-propelled and self-motivated vacuum cleaner rolled out of the cook's way in haste. A while ago the android smashed one of its bottom feeding siblings. The unlucky "metal breadbox" with wheels, met it's end when it accidently tripped a human. The sweeper didn't care to take chances with that crazy machine.

Metal arachanids whose main function consisted of ensuring the ship's good function, regarded Lilumega with a cross between fear and admiration. Among the small servicebots Lilumega was regarded as a force to be reckoned with, especially when she was on a mission. Its mission was to feed the beloved captain or his helpful servants. The android ensured that the servicebots were loyal to their masters. Generally, she was kind, but today she was a bit scary.

"Captain's Servant Chant!" Lilumega lifted her tray triumphantly. "I have delicious Fishes and Chips fascimile imitation type thingee. Salty and greasy to master Captain's specifications. Lilumega's analysis indicates that there is a fifty percent chancification that it will please your palate, if you are not a gourmet edibler personification. May I be worthy of your sampling my dishy sort of goodness?"

At his station, Xan noticed that some of the security cameras have been disabled. He prefers to know what is going on in the ship incase of an emergency. He heads down to that section of the ship to reactivate the cameras, noticing some clothing left on the floor and music coming from Kadan's quarters. Assuming the clothes belong to Kadan, he picked them up and proceeded to her quarters to return them... Xan rung the bell.....