To (untrained) bravery, a lamp is probably just as much a cudgel as a cudgel.
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As Audri began making her way downstairs, Gerek got up and said, “Wait. Audri.” Looking back at him, she said, “What?” Gerek said, “Thank you. I’ve never had a non-Bollyck stand up for me before. And both you and Lasper did so today. Okay. I’ll do it.” Looking concerned, Audri asked, “Do you want a weapon or something?” Gerek pointed at the lamp she was holding and said, “Like a lamp?” Audri looked down at the lamp and then said, “Well, it’s not like there are any cudgels lying around.” Gerek said, “My thought exactly.”
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A little light cudgel with a friend can be nice.
If the ship is anything like Serenity, they should check for secret compartments containing weapony contraband.
Yay Gerek! Go kick some whatever serves as butts!
This will be like Die Hard, right? Take out one after another?
“Ho ho ho, I’ve got a particle desintegrator!”
My weapon of choice usually found around here and there is a fire extinguisher. Blast ’em in the face, whack ’em with the can.
I can almost see the inscription now:
“Here Gerek and Audri faced down the dozen alien intruders. Send word to Sparta: We whaled on them with the lamp until it broke.”