Arxur with blue dye on their faces and arms were attacking and slaughtering the regular militias, whom leaderless and caught by surprise, were taking heavy losses. Tyson laughed as he looked around, his shoulder-length blonde locks whipping in the wind as he watched the outpost descend into chaos, with fighting going on throughout the streets. One of which seemed to have decided tonight was the night to strike. Although all those dissenters congregating in one place had led to a new underground movement. Those that would be executed for showing empathy, mercy, those that disagreed with the 'Betterment', or who recognized the personhood of the intelligent herbivorous species that would otherwise be labeled as cattle as well as other such criminals would head here to make preparations to leave and live in hiding on the secret worlds and stations other such defectors took for themselves to try and live on a non-sapient diet. The Luksahn outpost had been a place of sleaze and corruption within Dominion space, where a lot of arxur defectors went to hide for a while to escape the living hell that was the Dominion itself. "Apparently we've somehow triggered a coup," Tyson said, smiling wide in excitement. Up into a ball of fire the car went as Tyson and the others rounded another corner. He took careful aim at another pursuing vehicle that was creeping closer, and fired. Tyson stood up, holding the now fully assembled rocket launcher. "Deejak, do you know what you've done, you imbecile?!" "Hey, can you blame me for wanting to try out one of the local brothels? I mean, come on, how's a guy supposed to scale one of them big sexy lizard ladies like a human climbing one of those redwood trees they got, when I'm all cooped up by my lonesome on the ship?" Deejak said, looking back away from the winding road as he floored the car, to give the Captain a wink. "It didn't help that Deej stowed away without any of us knowing."Ĭaptain Vronga's spines flared in surprise. "Well, Captain, one thing led to another," Tyson said, ducking down to fiddle with something out of sight of the holopad, having set it down on the crate he and the others had just decided to go ahead and take when things had already started going sideways on them. "Tyson, what the hell happened?! Why are the local militia groups scrambling, why is there chatter of Alliance ships warping in, why did Suza and Meela have to gun down the customs agents I had spent so much time and money in bribes establishing a solid business relationship with, and WHY IN THE EVER LIVING HELL IS THE DOMINION EMBASSY ENGULFED IN FLAMES?!" The female gojid's spines were twitching in annoyance. He set his gun down and answered it, looking at the furious face of Captain Vronga. Just then, Tyson's holopad started to buzz, causing him to sigh. More cars were coming up from behind it though. It swerved before driving through a shop window. The wall of bullets he sent their way ripped through the windshield and even engine, turning the driver and passengers into bloody ground pulp. ![]() Tyson rolled his eyes and chuckled while Rothuk opened up on the vehicle, this one more armored, filled with other arxur pursuing them. After a couple of seconds, Livin' La Vida Loca started blaring from the vehicle's speakers. ![]() Laying next to them was Dothuk, hissing as he kept the gauze firmly pressed over the bloody wound in his gut.īehind the wheel of the car was Deejak, the black-wooled venlil bobbing his head as he fiddled with the radio for a second, hooking something up to it. "Firing!" Rothuk growled, standing up holding a stolen minigun in his powerful arms. "Reloading!" the human yelled, ducking down to change out the magazine on his rifle. The streets were narrow, with low and squat buildings rushing past on either side of the vehicle. Yeah right, Tyson thought to himself as he was jostled by the jeep-looking vehicle they had stolen, took a hard right, bullets whizzing overhead and slamming into the concrete wall of some building. Just head on down with Rothuk and Dothuk, meet up with the contact, make the hand-off, get off-world, then head back to Skhamar and party our genitalia off. It was supposed to be easy peasy, lemon-squeezy. WARNING!!! There will be some depictions of violence and drug usage. ![]() There are also references to Frame_Late's story, Interloper, which, if you haven't given it a read yet, you totally should as it's a lot of fun! This is a fanfiction set in u/SpacePaladin15's amazing universe! Hi there, readers! Here is the next installment, hot off the presses of my mind! This story is quickly becoming something much different from the cute, found-family, slice-of-life stories that I tend to write, and it is just a whole lot of weird crazy fun to think up!
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