Sensitive Ears

[Mreh K'hal 0]

( JoNs quotes lifted from Cmdr LeftEar JoNs' post "Uber-Probie" )

“Mister Khal, bring us down and around again in an inverted under-maneuver..." JoNs ordered.

 

He complied, his ears still twitching from all of the verbal abuse JoNs had been spitting out for the last few minutes. The battle hadn't been going badly, per se, but it hadn't been going well, either. The raider ships had refused to disengage, but neither were they stepping right in to slug it out. Which meant that he had been twisting and turning the Excalibur into a pretzel trying to line up shots for tactical. He understood JoNs' foul language quite well, because he wanted to use it too. If his entire being wasn't so completely occupied on the business at hand, that is.

 

After another bit of profanity, he heard JoNs make the order: “Re-engage and let’s take out the trash …”

 

"Gladly," Mreh responded in a low growl. It was time to end this before his paws fell off from all of the maneuvering, not to mention JoNs wearing out his ears.