Apparently goomeister forgot Weepul 884's ship...unfortunately the field must be weakening as the CW managed to exit the station and the black ships managed to destroy said CW. Fortunately, Weepul's always got an extra trick up his sleeve.
Donning a space suit, Weepul leaves his ship with his trusty..."what the heck is that!?" exclaims Arada. A silvery rod about 2 meters in length, glinting in the starlight, is in Weepul's hand. Painfully slowly Weepul maneuvers his EVA suit towards one of the black ships. In slo-mo from the dissipating singularity expansion field, he swings the rod. It connects with the ship, and Weepul is thrown backwards. Space distorts around the ship as it is sucked back into time and phases out. Everyone on the station cheers mometarily, then resumes holding their collective breaths as they realize it's 1 down, 5 to go.
"We've got to find a faster way to get the ships!" notes goomeister.
A subtle movement reveals a black fighter swooping towards Weepul. Another blinding flash of light eminates, but as it fades Weepul is still present, swinging the rod with a vengeance. Faintly over the station's comm Weepul's voice is heard saying, "I guess their aim isn't as good as their armament." The rod connects and the fighter is pulled back in time.
A loud belch from the back of the bar attracts everyone's attention. Standing halfway out of a hole in the floor in the bar is Captain LeGrenadier, grinning broadly. "Look what I found in the 'basement'," he says jubilantly...
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(This message has been edited by Weepul 884 (edited 01-08-2001).)