Another distant explosion rocked the entire ship. Frank, lazily leaned back in his cell, plucking at the buttons of his antique Hawaiian tourist shirt, had his legs crossed and placed across his bed. His head was rested up against the wall of his bright and utilitarian prison. He raised it and pressed it quickly against the hard wall, thunking his stone skull against it. He did it again, once more. Someone else would probably have a concussion by now. Like that idiot fleshy guard standing outside his cozy abode. Frank had been watching the guy for the last two days, looking at his mannerisms, his bad habits, his patrols, his favorite flavor of coffee and other insignificant things like that.

There was four ways he could pull of escaping this place, and his odds got better and better every time this ship's shields took a pot shot from whoever was attacking it. But, like Frank never said, better safe than sorry. All this planning was going to make his dramatic escape all the more flawless.

The first step was to trick this guard.

[color=a36209][i]"Oh no!" Frank screamed. The guard foolishly dashed in to help. Frank ripped his head off and started playing hackey sack.[/i][/color]

Yeah, somethin' like that. 

Then, Frank would find his favorite gun.

[color=a36209][i]They had four guards protecting his classic hand cannon, probably because they knew he was so dangerous. But it didn't matter for the clever wits of Yorkow Tingada! [/i][/color]

Yorkow Tingada being his real name. But they didn't know that. Frank had been off the proverbial radar for years.

[color=a36209][i]Frank descended from the ceiling above, crashing his rock weight onto a guard. He dashed to another one and broke his neck with a wicked nasty upper cut. As bullets rained in, he picked the electronic lock in two seconds flat, grabbed his handcannon and nailed the two guards in between the eyes. They went down like potato sacks.[/i][/color]

This plan is getting better and better by the second.

[color=a36209][i]Using his quick wits, Frank locates a map of the entire ship. Bingo. Taking a secret airduct short cut, he drops down into the hanger. The captain's ship is there. The ultimate insult. Frank breaks in and hops into the cockpit. Warning signs blare, an intruder has been detected! Doesn't matter. Using his expert hacking skills, he deactivates the security alarm.[/i][/color]

There's just no stopping me, is there?

[color=a36209][i]He takes off, activates the cosmodrive and just happens to do the Perfect Dive, travelling instantaneously to his hideout.
Oh yeah, and the ship explodes, too. [/i][/color]

Well, that settles that. A few more minutes of carefully combing over his excellent plan, and Frank would be on his way to freedom.
Frank went back to messing with the buttons on his Hawaiian shirt.