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It had been a long time since anyone had so foolishly disrespected the Barbarian. Dozens had done so in the past, but none recently. Word of mouth was a powerful thing, a deterrent, some would say, to keep imbeciles from being... Well, imbeciles. But this one, oh he had the gall most did not, which could normally be said to be a good thing, under normal circumstances. Normal circumstances, however, these were not.
"I didn't mean it, really!" the man pleaded between sad, hopeless, womanly sobs. But no one listened. His fate had already been decided by the Barbarian, and no one under the Barbarian's employ, questioned the Barbarian. Naturally.
The guards shackled the man to a heavy steel box and left the room silently. It was time. Continue to scream and cry out as he might, nothing would answer him but the dull hum and whirring of machines keeping the spaceship under power and on course. But not for long. Soon he would be greeted by the deepest silence the universe had to offer.
"Jettison the compartment," a voice said.
Behind the chained man the cargo bay doors opened, and both he and the box were pulled out into the black, his screams then nothing more than gasps for breaths that would never reach his lungs. The Barbarian watched with cold indifference through the bridge's view screen. Justice had been served.
"Well, Grognak, that was utterly unnecessary." It wasn't quite a voice, more like a projection of a computerised personality. Artificial intelligence.
"Unnecessary, funny, what's the difference, ARGYLE?" asked the Nikto.
"Taking your definitions into account, sir, there isn't."
Cue music.
"I didn't mean it, really!" the man pleaded between sad, hopeless, womanly sobs. But no one listened. His fate had already been decided by the Barbarian, and no one under the Barbarian's employ, questioned the Barbarian. Naturally.
The guards shackled the man to a heavy steel box and left the room silently. It was time. Continue to scream and cry out as he might, nothing would answer him but the dull hum and whirring of machines keeping the spaceship under power and on course. But not for long. Soon he would be greeted by the deepest silence the universe had to offer.
"Jettison the compartment," a voice said.
Behind the chained man the cargo bay doors opened, and both he and the box were pulled out into the black, his screams then nothing more than gasps for breaths that would never reach his lungs. The Barbarian watched with cold indifference through the bridge's view screen. Justice had been served.
"Well, Grognak, that was utterly unnecessary." It wasn't quite a voice, more like a projection of a computerised personality. Artificial intelligence.
"Unnecessary, funny, what's the difference, ARGYLE?" asked the Nikto.
"Taking your definitions into account, sir, there isn't."
Cue music.