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201 Words of Space Opera Goodness

July 14, 2010  Author: Anthony Pacheco Category: Plot, STUFF BLOWING UP IN SPACE, The Craft   2 Comments

“She’s doing what?

“The Fleet frigate has changed course. She’s on an elliptical acceleration intercept!” her captain practically yelled at her.

Admiral Neiva d’Oaneia couldn’t believe it. She looked at the plot and the intercept arc appeared.

Right for the Deadly Azure.

Right for her.

And the frigate was moving fast. Insanely fast. That type of speed was impossible!

That’s when she noticed the acceleration curve was such that the Azure could not escape. They were in the frigate’s intercept envelope. They were nowhere near the FTL line—they could not FTL for over an hour at their present speed.

Trapped.

“Weapons free! All ships intercept! Emergency deceleration, engage at maximum range!”

The orders were, of course, useless. Such was the acceleration of the frigate that they would soon be measuring it in percentages of  light speed. It would be like shooting at the wind on a stormy winter day on the Islands.

She felt warm liquid on her leg. She looked down. She had peed herself. She hadn’t put on ship suit because it didn’t occur to her that they would be engaged in combat in their home system.

The Princess was right after all.

The human captain was insane!

2 comments on: 201 Words of Space Opera Goodness

  1. Tara Maya July 14, 2010 at 1:19 pm

    Is this a shish? 🙂

    • Anthony July 14, 2010 at 2:01 pm

      Admiral Neiva d’Oaneia is indeed an old sish, who has a fondness for her flag captain.

      ***

      On her dark and empty flag bridge, Admiral Neiva d’Oaneia of the sish Task Group Aoe was so thoroughly enjoying the current situation she could barely contain herself. So, despite her better judgment, she let her Flag Captain sit in her lap and now the captain was alternately kissing her, sticking a wet tongue in her ear, or caressing her breasts.

      Captain Keonea of the heavy cruiser Deadly Azure was certainly attractive enough, if a bit short. She had been fucking her way up the command chain, and now the Admiral understood why it had been working. She was simply hot and it certainly helped she was a hell of a tactician. She was an outstanding kisser, and Neiva loved the way the Keonea licked her fangs

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