The Pens of Niverton

[Shagohad]

The ugly Barghest spluttered and coughed. The Use Psychology was not that bad or unreliable of a ship, it's just that pilot was off-his-ass drunk. It did a spiraling decent towards Alcatraz, course correcting every now and then. On her sleek, pointed hull was painted a rampaging Clydesdale, it's hooves ablaze and a bloodshot look in its eyes.

"This be Smiggs. I's wants to docks!" The rather portly ex-Molly sat at the helm, his head rolling about on his shoulders. On his head sat a cardboard pirate hat, with the words "U R SPESHUL" printed on the front in red letters.

With or without docking rights, Smiggs awaited a Hyena to line up with the ports, the docking doors opening slowly. He hit the afterburner, sending the hundred-odd ton slab of ship into the bay at full speed. As he came down, he deployed the brakes, scorching the deck and coming down with a crash.

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"THE HULL HAS BEEN BREACHED AND THE SCIENCE IS LEAKING OUT!"