loling Sci-Fi

Write a brief conversation between scifi characters with at least 2 curse words that you make up.




Gea're responded with underlying tones of impatience, "A little care is all I ask for. I don't expect you to spend all night down there scouring quadrants 3 through 5. If we keep leaving our supplies at sub level those savages are going to eventually learn how to use them against us."

All he had to do was nod his head and agree with his commanding officer. A feeling in his gut that had been growing since the first incident wouldn't allow him to stay quiet this time. Gea're knew the feeling as well but wasn't about to start any fires this late into night shift.

"You and I both know it's not the Tridytes we should be concerned with. They have lived down there for thousands of years and not once have they shown any signs of complex thought. Beyond ripping a man from limb to limb and destroying anything we build, they are clueless loling beasts!" Britesh Nieght turned to stare down the endless transporter shaft. He counted down to seventeen light stations before they completely muddled out in the fog. This conversation was bound to happen though he always envisioned it playing out in front of a panel of officers while he was bound and secured in a stasis lock. "Commander, please hear me out. When Officer Puuma was murdered, there were no Tridytes. They had not yet broken through the containment bays. The breach of containment bay 4 didn't occur until a week after investigations wrapped up their case."

The two officers had never had an open disagreement in the six years of working together. Battleready was different. Everyone ends up in a fight at some point during their torturous four years of Battle school. With the possibility of nanotechs in use, even on a level this desolate, the Commanding Officer could not let this outburts go without notice.

"You are aware of the investigation and results of information collected regarding Puumas death. You signed your name to the document accounting for the damage found at C4 to be the work of Tridytes. You were one of the first crew members to find the damaged bays. You were only one of six officers to return from that bloodbath."

He impatiently remarked, "Please don't remind me. I am fully aware of what went happened that night."

Gea're noticed enforcement drones headed their way, descending from the mess hall three floors up. She must speak quickly. "Now you claim that someone else is to blame for the destruction of the sub level? Do you have any evidence to back up this accusation? Do you realize what kind of loling mess you will have started if anyone besides my loling self hears of this? You have no clue."

The drones only descended to level ten. They silently floated in pairs, inspecting locks on weapons cache doors. The rust created from the rising levels of toxic fog had compromised the electronic locks on all the lower floors. This constant check and balance was said to be a precautionary measure.

Nieght knew he had gone to far to take it back. If there was anyone he could trust in this whole city it was LA Gea're. They grew up together for lols sake. Still looking over the edge of the transporter shaft, he realized too late that there was no one to trust down here. Things changed a person after being in the dark for this many years. Nieght turned to his Commanding Officer in time to see her releasing a pulse whip towards his legs. He jumped to dodge the burn of the electric lasso but Gea're landed a spinning left kick to his chest. He found himself out of breath and falling past the rail he was holding. His suits thrusters wouldn't save him this time. They were dead and ready for recharge and hour before he even left sub level 9. He turned to grab the extension ladder that hung from the transporter cabin and missed. He counted the seventeen light shafts as he descended to the sub level floor. Once he passed the seventeenth shaft everything was surrounded in darkness. He could see nothing. The cries of the Tridytes were growing louder below him. Nothing in Battleready had prepared him for this. Britesh Nieght extended his pistol and connected the light scope.

"Lol" He whispered as he disappeared into fog completely.