Where we'll drink and fight all night!"
It was the captain's voice, bursting with life and very merry.
The chant was taken up by another voice, a throbbing metallic speaker with slurred tones:
"Cause we've got to get her o-o-over,
O-o-over that hyper hooomp!"
Holding his body flat in the niche, Charlie Guhn saw the skipper walk by, keeping time to his own melody by waving his massive arms. Abreast of him reeled a skag, drenched with narcol fumes. Guhn stepped out behind them, gripping the trigger of the force band pistol.
"Captain Warren! Step aside."