[b]Arragoz Plizgin - Da Muthership[/b]

[i]Zog, dat's ow driva, innit? Hang on a squig...dat's it, I noze wot ta do![/i] The Greenskin, having concocted a plan within his brilliant mind, immediately put it into action. Withdrawing three Stikkbombs from his seemingly bottomless supply, the Ork tossed them at the Space Pirate. "You'z distrack da muhrines, 'n' I getz away. Dat sound good?"

The Kommando didn't bother waiting for an answer, as he was already running towards the Krooza. Upon entering, Arragoz made straight for the soon to be late pilot's seat, and plopped himself down. As he mucked about with the controls, the Greenskin shouted a warning to the humies accompanying him. "Grab on ta sumfing, ya gitz, cuz I'z ain't stoppin if'n you'z fall out!"

After a brief period of searching, the Greenskin discovered the vessel's equivalent to a gas pedal and throttle, which in this case happened to be a large button and a multi-stage switch, respectively. In true Orky fashion, Arragoz set the switch as high as it would go, and then pushed it even further, before slamming his fist down on the button. "'Ere we go, ladz!"