A: BUWHAHAHAH! I SHALL DESTROY YOU ALL!
S: Oh crud. I thought that new prophetic software upgrade had some bugs.

C: Run!
[later, battleship UNS Victory]
H: Security!!!
S: Umm... Didn't your intelligence catch the Audemon revolt?
I: Oh yeah. George, forget security.
Security: WHAT! CANTHARANS! FIRE, MEN!
H: Never mind, Bob.
Security: OK, but we're nearby.
C: Anyway, we need some help.
I: And you think we'll help? Oh, yeah, sure.

S: Now we're dead, Oloymik.

C: Oh, well.
H: Never mind. We'll see.
[outside audemon homeword, UNS Dart]
I: You're right, they are operating fast.
S: We have to stop them.
(and so on, audemons betray Cantharans and Salirians and go hyper powerful, C and S join Cooperative, fight fight kill kill boom.)

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