Alien vs. predator prey

Chapter 1

Well, not to put too fine point on it, I still think you're full of crap.

Scott smiled to take a little of the sting out but not that much. They'd dropped out of hyperspace a week back, we're running on new and improved gravity drives, and the old argument had been lit and burning almost since the crew left the sleep chambers. The others were working the plant or attending to ship routine and two pilots were alone in the control module, staring into the blackness of big deep. Still a few weeks out from their next port, but it was starting to look like a few years.

Tom whose still short dark hair had been cropped to his skull before he'd gone into the sleep chamber, was up on his soapbox again, looking kind of like a military-college freshman in free-speak alley.

Scott stroked his blond beard and waited for the reply he knew was coming. Around them, the stale ship air smelled like a gym locker.

Tom didn't miss a beat. "Sure, I'm full of crap. Me and everybody else. But I'm telling you, the bill is gonna come due sooner or later. You can't just keep raping virgin planets, stripping them of everything valuable, and leaving the hulks behind."

" I don't recall that I stuck my dick into the dirt anywhere lately," Scott said.

"You know what I mean"

"No, I don't. the lectore, in case you fell asleep during orientation session, is a tug. we're towing a half-full barge with about fifteen million tons of rendered fish and animal products