Chapter 8
10 minutes until Trowa and Lina emerge through the gate....
"Spike, I'm getting a reading on a ship coming through in 10 minutes. It is probably them."
"Alright Jet, thanks. Ok, everybody lets get ready. When the ship comes through Ed, tell me if it looks like the ship they left in. Then run a scan on it incase they are using some kind of cloaking technology. Then when they check into the port, mess with the computer system to stall them as long as possible, I will try to get to the port they are checking into."
"Aye aye, Cap'n Spike!"
"Faye, you stay on standby in your ship on case they try to run, you stop them."
"Gotcha."
5 minutes before they emerge....
"Lina, are you dressed in your costume?"
"Yes T, I am"
"Alright, then get up here and get ready to cast your illusionary spell on the ship. I want it to look like any other freight ship that you see at a port. Can you do that?"
"No problem."
She floats toward the front of the ship in a pair of baggy jeans, an ancient Pink Floyd t-shirt, and a trucker cap. She joins Trowa in the front chairs; he's wearing a pair of overalls, with an old school Linkin Park t-shirt that's been ripped to shreds, and a cowboy hat.
"Ok, also be ready to cast a dragon summoning incase we have to get away, and anything else that might help us."
"Ok T."
1 minute until they emerge....
"Ok Lina, you better cast the spell now before we come out in case they are waiting for us."
"Ok."
She begins chanting the necessary spell for illusion.
"Ok, it's done. We will appear different to everyone, but if we get scanned they will know it's us. Let's just hope that it takes a while for them to get the results of the scan, right T?"
"Yes, lets hope so."
0 seconds to emergence....
"Ok, Spike, it's here. It looks like an ordinary space freighter. I'll begin scanning now, but it's going to take about 7 minutes."
"Ok Ed, I'll be waiting for your answer on that. In the mean time, you better send that virus, just in case."
"Okie dokie, Spikey."
Spike cringes at that last remark. **I hate kids, and dogs, and women.** he says to himself.
Meanwhile....
"It looks like we got through the gate ok. Now its time to get into port and get some supplies."
At that exact moment, Ed uploads the virus and Trowa's monitors start to act all funny.
"Damn it. They must have anticipated us and decided to slow us down until the scan is done. We have to leave now. Lina drop the illusion spell, we need to leave in a hurry."
"Got it."
She drops the illusion spell and they take off toward the next gate.
"Spike, it is them. They just dropped the cloak, and are heading toward the next gate."
"Ok, Faye. Head them off until we can get there in the Bebop."
"Ok."
Spike runs toward the Bebop. Faye moves out in between Trowa and the gate.
"I'm not letting you go. Do you know how many clothes I can get with that reward money?"
"Lina, quickly now, summon a dragon to get her out of our way!"
"Ok T!"
Lina chants the spell to summon a space dragon. Trowa goes full speed at Faye.
"I hope we make it Lina, or else it's all over."
"Me too T. Me too."
To be continued...
10 minutes until Trowa and Lina emerge through the gate....
"Spike, I'm getting a reading on a ship coming through in 10 minutes. It is probably them."
"Alright Jet, thanks. Ok, everybody lets get ready. When the ship comes through Ed, tell me if it looks like the ship they left in. Then run a scan on it incase they are using some kind of cloaking technology. Then when they check into the port, mess with the computer system to stall them as long as possible, I will try to get to the port they are checking into."
"Aye aye, Cap'n Spike!"
"Faye, you stay on standby in your ship on case they try to run, you stop them."
"Gotcha."
5 minutes before they emerge....
"Lina, are you dressed in your costume?"
"Yes T, I am"
"Alright, then get up here and get ready to cast your illusionary spell on the ship. I want it to look like any other freight ship that you see at a port. Can you do that?"
"No problem."
She floats toward the front of the ship in a pair of baggy jeans, an ancient Pink Floyd t-shirt, and a trucker cap. She joins Trowa in the front chairs; he's wearing a pair of overalls, with an old school Linkin Park t-shirt that's been ripped to shreds, and a cowboy hat.
"Ok, also be ready to cast a dragon summoning incase we have to get away, and anything else that might help us."
"Ok T."
1 minute until they emerge....
"Ok Lina, you better cast the spell now before we come out in case they are waiting for us."
"Ok."
She begins chanting the necessary spell for illusion.
"Ok, it's done. We will appear different to everyone, but if we get scanned they will know it's us. Let's just hope that it takes a while for them to get the results of the scan, right T?"
"Yes, lets hope so."
0 seconds to emergence....
"Ok, Spike, it's here. It looks like an ordinary space freighter. I'll begin scanning now, but it's going to take about 7 minutes."
"Ok Ed, I'll be waiting for your answer on that. In the mean time, you better send that virus, just in case."
"Okie dokie, Spikey."
Spike cringes at that last remark. **I hate kids, and dogs, and women.** he says to himself.
Meanwhile....
"It looks like we got through the gate ok. Now its time to get into port and get some supplies."
At that exact moment, Ed uploads the virus and Trowa's monitors start to act all funny.
"Damn it. They must have anticipated us and decided to slow us down until the scan is done. We have to leave now. Lina drop the illusion spell, we need to leave in a hurry."
"Got it."
She drops the illusion spell and they take off toward the next gate.
"Spike, it is them. They just dropped the cloak, and are heading toward the next gate."
"Ok, Faye. Head them off until we can get there in the Bebop."
"Ok."
Spike runs toward the Bebop. Faye moves out in between Trowa and the gate.
"I'm not letting you go. Do you know how many clothes I can get with that reward money?"
"Lina, quickly now, summon a dragon to get her out of our way!"
"Ok T!"
Lina chants the spell to summon a space dragon. Trowa goes full speed at Faye.
"I hope we make it Lina, or else it's all over."
"Me too T. Me too."
To be continued...