My first attempt at story writing and I was inspired by the game I toil over to master. So here's Jimmy by me! Danny G. PLease I need your honest opinions!
The funniest thing Jimmy has ever seen in space was when was aboard a when he was on a Space Liner heading for Earth to start his new life. He was had a teenagers face, pierced and rebellious. Jimmy always liked to tinker with electronics and he had managed to get ahold of a military grade universal communication linkage device or just "comm-link." From the Outland system to Earth, the average flight would last about 4 or so weeks, if your not overrun by Pirates or Marauders.
When the huge Space liner, dropped out of Hyperspace his comm-link went berserk. Always there's always Military Chatter in the systems bordering Federation space and Aurorean space. And eventually when tensions rise high enough and soldiers remember they're fallen brethren, triggers get easily squeezed. And there was no exception in the Tichel system. There's always some fireworks going on.
And Jimmy listened, but he heard it before so he wasn't interested on most on the chatter. Just on one frequency. There was a woman talk over static, "... so what your just ... leave me?" And in response a mans voice said, "...orry, it's what the ... wants, babe." Jimmy raised one pierced eye-brow in confusion. This was sounding a lot like a quarrel between lovers than between warriors, and in fact if it was lovers why in hell would they be using military frequencies to talk.
The conversation dragged on. And Jimmy heard enough and simply looked out the window. "We will be entering Hyperspace in one hour. We will be entering Hyperspace in one hour," the captain of the space liner announced over the loud speakers. But Jimmy didn't care. The Space Liner was in prime view of the battle going on just a couple of hundred meters away. Everyone jumped in there seat when a 150mm railgun pellet zoomed past the row of windows and nearly blinded everyone when in struck the rear pilot's cabin. No major damage was done since shields were up and no alert was raised on a count it was cross fire. But that didn't matter, Jimmy was loving every second of it.
Then all of a sudden there was a lull in the battle. All fighters looked like they were called back and each capital ship on both sides held their fire but for what, Jimmy didn't know. Then suddenly a Federation Patrol Ship was exiting port from Spacedock II and in a hurry. Again, Jimmy raised a confused eye-brow. Then a Shuttle came out and began chasing the Patrol ship. When the shuttle came close it opened fire on the Patrol Ship. This was ridiculous to Jimmy and his pierced face. A federation Patrol Ship can take on a small shuttle any day of the month, why was it running away like a scared dog?
Without hesitation, Jimmy scanned the space waves, and laughed so loud everyone turned in their seat and looked at Jimmy as if he was crazy. It was bad enough as he looked like all dressed in black and body pierced from head to toe. When Jimmy realized everyone was looking at him, he cranked up the volume meter on the comm-link and everyone heard what was going on outside. "Hmm ... Commander it seems that a great lovers quarrel is brooding," a thick Aurorean accented voice spoke.
"Then we must not interfere, young Warrior. Call all our ships back and halt all fire," replied a maturer voice but with an equally thick accent.
"Oh, boy. She's got her good Captain ...," chuckled a Federation Navy boy on the same frequency.
"I was always taught that no man should stand between a lovers' quarrel," a gruff southern voice responded. "And it looks like the Aurorean's are doing the same, call a cease-fire and bring in all fighters."
"You got it ... look at him go!," Laughed the Navy boy's voice.
And then finally, after a millisecond of silence, "I'll show you to cheat on me you Navy punk Bastard!" It was the woman from the lover's quarrel. She was piloting the shuttle that was shooting at the scared Patrol Ship.
"Please, Lisa ... your making a scene ... Oh, God I hope I don't get demoted for this," and that was the man's voice from the same quarrel. Only with out as much suave and with a lot of wining fear.
"Demoted?!," yelled the woman on the frequency, "Demoted?! I'll demote you- To oblivion!"
Jimmy never really had friends, he really wasn't good at making them and he really didn't smile much... But Jimmy smiled, for in the first of his of all his years alive he had made more friends than he could count.
