Snippet #2643271

"I have good reason to panic, whether the spiders be under your control or otherwise. They're spiders. And there's a damned lot of them. Anyway, we will hopefully be taking prisoners, but they won't live to see their beloved corps again." The Captain looked around the faces in the elevator. "If you're so glad to volunteer, you're free to join Araina and Uran, and assist in whatever they need. I still need to address the panic of my passengers. Tally-ho." When they stepped off the elevator, he was finally left alone, and set about doing just that.

"This is a very serious job. It doesn't take the fastest silicon dyes to understand your inane sarcasm, but if you insist I waste subroutines processing idiocy I will be forced to take the most efficient solution to the human problem: Extermination. Are we clear?"