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I got this baby with a bloody bording action. By boys got lucky and dropped her shields and pegged her plant. My blood crows pulled up with six old sakers and swarmed her exsort of eagles. And while the dogfight drew out we drew alongside and docked from our python. We faced a vicious firefight once inside the conda, three dead on entry, and two more shortly their after.

The marines inside fought hard and knew what we had planed. Or atleast they thought they did. They were armed with laser rifles and we with a combination of balistic assault rifles and shotguns. But unlike the marines my boys werent afraid to get dirty. We used the civies on board as shields, useing them as cover to advance.

They had us in force parody, but we didnt care, the idea of what a conda would let us do driving us onward. We used mining limpets to get passed the hard parts. Unconventional I know, but we used them to clear bulkheads and passageways too heavily fortified for us to take without unacceptable losses. The modified limpets would fly out from the Bloody Mary's hold and attatch them selves to the hull of the ship and send jets of plasma throught the hull. Cooking the people in those areas alive before disengageing, the newly made hole in the ship sucking the screaming and dying marines out into the black.

We only had do take the engineering deck, and we did, easily. When we did we vented the rest of the ship into space. The parts that couldent be opend to space however; we vented the air out of them all at once. As my second, Bengermin took point as we cleared the rooms of the ship, passageway to passageway. Bulkhead to bulkhead the rooms were bloody cacked with the blood of their inhabitant. As a result of suden exposure to hard vacuum, their lungs having been sucked right out of their mouths, or exploding.

When we reached the bridge we were surprised to see that some of the civilian crew had survived. They surrendered, but that didnt save them, it never does with my Blood Crows. We executeed them, shotguns to the face, or an airlock. We gave them a choice of course, but that doesnt meen that my guys and gals listen very well.

In the end only the captain of the ship some commander i dont remember. She begged and pleaded for her life after seeing our treatment of her crew. She beged us to spare her wife and child, to let them go. And we abliged her request, we arent savages after all.

From the comfort of my new command chair I watched the two civilians launch from their escape pod. The ship's captin in my lap, and with a nod from my second, the sixth depressed a button on his Crystal. The escape pod exploded. The ship's ex-captin demanded to know why, the what, the how.

"You asked us to let them go. Not to let them live."

She scorned us, spewed abuse, swore revenge. In response we knocked her out and dumped her in the coset. I wish i could have been there when she woke up compleatly buck bear. We dumped that nameless commander on the darkest, hardest prison planet in the Archon's territory. A donation to the prision, if you will.

But i dont care, the Blood Crows have a new ship, new allies. And that commander, well she has new friends.