Copyright 2010 Tara Loughead
For James Morgan Walsh
The Karshi Imperative Part 1
A fiery rain of fused molten metal fell on the surface of Miranda, moon of Uranus.
"Nice shooting, Bulays."
"Bullseyeing moon rats, always a pleasure," she told Ghaavn. The remnants of this Karshi singleship would not be being reassembled anytime soon.
"A bit more like moon birds, in this case," he said of the smallish blue aliens.
"Out of targets, it looks like." She hoisted the mobile pulse cannon down from her shoulder mount.
The sound of booted feet on rocks behind their covered position alerted them to new arrivals, coming in at a run. Two figures in the battle armour of the Interplanetary Guard jogged up. The two pairs looked at each other for a few seconds, then recognition dawned.
"Hello Ghaavn, long time. Looks like we're driving them back. What are you doing here?"
"Captain Jack!" Ghaavn cried. The two men embraced, then stepped back.
"Same thing you are, it seems. Trying to stop aliens," said Ghaavn.