Princess of the Void.
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Dukerino Wrote:“I was just thinking. A couple years ago I had a ceiling tile in my bathroom fall out. Leak in the apartment upstairs. That building had a terrible landlord, a real slumlord type, and—”
A ship the size of a cruiseliner plows into the Pike and rebounds from it, tumbling end-over-end. Its metal skin peels outward from the heat and impact, bleeding great rivers of shining fuel.
“Sixty-eight, Majesty,” Waian calls. “Running out of camouflage.”
“Acknowledged, chief engineer,” Sykora calls. “Your landlord, dove?”
“Right. We were arguing over comms about getting someone out to fix it. And I remember thinking…” Grant follows a wing of interceptors tearing past the main monitor, widening from a speartip to a chevron as they strafe a beetle-shelled drone carrier. “I remember asking myself why is every day such a battle?”
A scoffing laugh from Hyax at the tactical bank. Vora’s silvery giggle sounds from the command deck. Sykora joins in. “Why is every day such a battle?”
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