[color=a7a7a7]"Taaaaake ooooon meeeeee..."[/color] Tibulus sat in the cockpit with the autopilot on and his stun-gun aimed at the captive nearby. A small music-player nearby had the tune of Aha's "Take On Me" playing at low volume. Stryker went to go and do whatever, Tibulus had to stay at the helm, and everything was going fairly smooth for him at the current moment in time. Sure, the mission was a bust for the crew overall, but for Tibulus it was a hell of a success. He got a new body to use later down the road, he had figured out some cooler shit he could do, it was great. [color=a7a7a7]"Taaaaaaaake meeeeeee ooooooon..."[/color]

"Hnng... wha?" The captive stirred awake as a feminine voice echoed through the room. "Where am I? W-what's going on here?!"

[color=a7a7a7]"IIIIII'll beeeeeeee gooooooone..."[/color] Tibulus sat there singing as the captive looked at him, her hands tied behind her back as she tilted her head. "What the fuck are you and where the fuck am I?" With a 'sigh', Tibulus turned down the volume on his music even further as he stared at the girl with his stun-gun in hand. [color=a7a7a7]"You're in space, sweetheart, and you're aboard a cargo ship full of crooks and criminals. It's kinda shit, to be dreadfully honest with you, but I'm not gonna just say that."[/color] Tibulus shot her with his stun-gun on a low setting, just enough to send her back into an unconscious state. [color=a7a7a7]"O-oh... misfired. Ah well, she'll make for a good body."[/color]