Page 46 of Game on Askole

Huh? A laser hit must have mucked up its programming.

KeeKee scrambled to the top of my head for a better look.“Me do. Me do.”She spat several web balls, hitting the last two Legionnaires still standing in the face.

The Legionnaires fought wildly to get the webbing off.

“Nice shootin’, kid.”

KeeKee scrambled down to my shoulder.“Me did good.”

“Very good.”

“Move it,”Tihar growled.

I obediently trotted down the hallway.“Are there any Coletti in your ancestry?”

“No.”

Could have fooled me. I stopped and reexamined my mental map. Yep, this was it. I sent a tendril of power into the control panel, and the door slid open.

Two Legionnaires wearing red jumpsuits and funky headphones tapped away at the control consoles. The ship was on red alert, and they were clueless. I glanced at the vid screen and did a double take. The poor girl staring back at me resembled a survivor from one of those massacre movies.

Wait a minute. There was a very dirty Tabor sitting on her shoulder. I raised my hand. The girl on the screen raised hers. Oh, dear God, itwasme. My hair stuck out in every direction and was a gory mess. I tucked a few strands behind my ears and flicked pieces of wannabes away. Hmmm. Since I was going into battle, I needed to appear to be a ferocious, psycho-bitch, not some pitiful female in need of protection. I rubbed at my blood-streaked face until I was the spitting image of an Apache warrior painted up for war. Perfect.

“Females. They are always concerned with their appearance,”Tihar groused.

“No. Warrior having a bad hair day,”I countered.“And in serious need of chocolate. You do not want to mess with a female deprived of chocolate.”

“I believe Talree mentioned this chocolate and the effect it has on Kaylee.”

“Food of the Goddess. Without it, we females become a bit murderous.”

“A proper state of mind when going into battle,”Tihar responded approvingly.

KeeKee waggled her legs at the screen and smacked her tongue against the backs of the Legionnaires’ necks.

Oh crap.“Stop tonguing the bad men.”

“’Kay. Why no move?”

“Good question.”The Legionnaires hadn’t even twitched. They kept on typing and never once glanced at their vid screens. Amazing. The douchebags still didn’t realize I was standing right behind them.

“Your pursuers grow closer,”Tihar advised.

I poked the closest Legionnaire with the muzzle of my laser rifle.“Could someone point me to the ladies’ room?”

The dumbass jumped about a foot, whirled around, and gaped at me in astonishment. His partner kept on typing.

“Howdy.” I stunned both wannabes and watched for a moment as violent muscle spasms contorted their bodies. “Hurts like a bitch, doesn’t it?”

Tihar rumbled impatiently,“This is not the proper time to savor your victory. Take out the consoles.”

He had a valid point.“Yes, sir.”I flipped the power setting to Laser and blasted the hell out of the control consoles. Red and yellow sparks flew in every direction.

The lights flickered and died. Twenty seconds later, the emergency power kicked in. The strobing red light cast eerie shadows over the walls.

I smiled gleefully. The Legionnaires’ ship was now a sitting duck. Maybe they would rethink their genocide plans. Nah, there was no cure for stupid.

“I have your location,”Tihar informed me.

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