Vilgax Attacks

[meat_mooks]

It started with a faint tremor

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Vulkanus and the Armory!

[meat_mooks]

Vulkanus was a simple person with simple needs. Money made the world go round after all, and a ship this size would have oodles of weapons to be taken. After all, he was ready to cause some damage as he stormed through the halls, brandishing a weapon on his arm fiercely.

Reaching the armory door, he began to pull it open, sneering as it gave way. "Hoo yeah, now that's what I'm talking about?"

Automatically, a broadcast resounded. Alert. Alert. Forced entry into armory by unknown assailant. Team to armory, team to armory.

[meat_mooks]

"Why not." And he charged in, swinging a fist at her head!

[nobel_berserker]

Allenby was tempted to just parry his punch again, but at the last instant a much more fun idea occurred to her. She ducked, grabbed onto his wrist, and attempted to flip him over her head.

And if it didn't work? Well, she still hadn't been punched in the face.

[meat_mooks]

Success! With a roar, Vulkanus was hurled head over heels as he slammed into the ground. "GAH! You'll pay for that!" he exclaimed, being firmly introduced into the floor.

[nobel_berserker]

As Vulkanus took his little flight, Allenby yanked hard on her right foot and finally managed to pull it loose. The grin on her face broadened significantly as she turned, albeit somewhat awkwardly. "You got some nerve," she said, putting a hand on her hip. "You oughta be payin' me for this stuff I'm teaching you right now."

[meat_mooks]

"Tch." Wrenching his suit into a standing position, he lumbered towards her, intent on delivering a straight punch. This girl was going down! Or at least so he thought.

[nobel_berserker]

Allenby managed to wrench her left foot free and turned around, cracking her knuckles and running through some lightning calculations in her mind. That had been a nice dent she'd put in his armor suit, wasn't it?

Yeah.

As he came forward, Allenby launched herself into a fist-tipped missile, aimed straight for that weak spot. "RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"

[meat_mooks]

CRACK! Allenby's attack hit and there was a loud sickening sound. "Uh oh," said Vulkanus as his battle armor literally exploded in a blaze of glory!

And from it, a tiny little diaper-wearing form that Allenby would realize was his HEAD popped from it, rolling to her feet.

[nobel_berserker]

Allenby stared down at the thing as it rolled towards her, utterly dumbstruck. This. This was the guy in that battle armor?

Boy, he was an ugly little cuss.

But when he spoke, she found her voice again real quick. "You gotta be kiddin' me."

[meat_mooks]

"Hey, don't look down on me! I'm one badass guy!" protested Vulkanus, folding his arms.

"Damnit this always happens!"

[nobel_berserker]

"How am I supposed to not do that? You ain't even half a meter tall." Allenby smirked and reached out a foot to prod the little guy. "So if this always happens, you ever think you oughta try somethin' different?"

[meat_mooks]

"FFFF It's not like I'm not grabbing stuff for fun! I've got a profit margin to turn and maintaining the suit takes time!" snapped Vulkanus.

[nobel_berserker]

"Aww, poor baby." Allenby gave him a mock-thoughtful look. "In fact, you do look like a baby. Please tell me that isn't really a diaper you're wearing."

While she was talking she crouched down and made a swift grab for him, aiming to haul him up by the head. She wasn't about to let him scuttle off into some air vent or something.

[meat_mooks]

"Hey let go!" Vulkanus flailed ineffectually. He was caught, no doubt about it.

[nobel_berserker]

"Sure, I'll let ya go. Once we get to the brig." Allenby was probably enjoying this way more than was strictly necessary, but she didn't care. She figured she'd done a pretty good day's work, here.

[meat_mooks]

"Damnit. At least I didn't lose to Tennyson..." grumbled Vulkanus as he was hauled away.

[MISSION COMPLETE]