He was used to being the Captain of a ship but not a spaceship. Were this motley crew the same as any other motley crew he had had the displeasure to captain before
Space Pirates he thought now thats different.
Rsljdhoje lsskjdn ajhdutn ljslyteo nnnnoupfjel hljdlj one of the Aliens said.
Wheres the Rum Jack answered back - he just realised he didn't speak Alien.
Suddenly a beam of light surrounded him and he floated off the bed and towards a large silver capsule. The door opened and he floated in the door closed behind. It was silver and glass and very cold on his bare legs. Still hadn't had time to find his trousers
With a sudden gust all his clothes were sucked off him and the capsule filled with steam. My god he though I am being dry cleaned. After a few minutes of swearing the steam cleared and Jack stood there totally embarrassed. His face, hands and lower legs were a lovely suntanned brown but the rest of was a pasty white. He looked a bit like a creme caramel.
He quickly picked up his freshly dry cleaned clothes and put them back on his freshly dry cleaned bod.
As he lent back in the capsule suddenly restraints snaked around him and immobilised him. From above a large silver hood came down covered in wires.
The hood rested on his head and a loud buzzing filled his thoughts followed by a tune he seemed to remember from a far distant life, Hello hello is it me you are looking for
After what seemed like a lifetime the restraints and hood retracted and the door opened. Jack stumbled out and straight into the arms of the Queen of Aliens.
"Hello Jack " she said "you have been Cleaned and conditioned, brainwash and go! You now have the ability to understand Alien and we can understand you, well sort of".
"So" she said "where is the head of Lionel Ritchie, we have the body here"........................................
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