Another day, another plan foiled. If only Mission Force One would just let him get away with stealing one, precious, starship….

The Solar Express was the fastest thing in the galaxy aside from the Zenith of course, and it would have been a perfect addition to Nemesystems, with some modifications. In hindsight, robbing what was essentially a glorified school bus, was a pretty bad plan. It was almost humiliating how he had been reduced to stealing items from a galactic school, of all places, when he knew he was capable of so much more. Of course, it WAS Aggro’s idea in the first place to take it, not realizing that Mission Force One was already on board, trying to test out the new vehicle.

As he gazed out of the window of his personal stormship, Nemex knew Aggro was just trying to boost his spirits as usual, but it was frustrating that for every successful plan Aggro came up with, at least four others would fail miserably. Trying not to grit his teeth from under his helmet, he turned around, crossing his arms as Aggro came hovering up alongside him.

“Well? What have you come up with this time?” *Nemex asked, unable to keep a noticeable hint of sarcasm and irritation completely out of his voice.