“Don’t get me wrong,” said the Toymaker. “There will be abuse happening. People at the bottom will want to escape from their lives. It doesn’t matter if they’re getting shot at, or doing the shooting. Life is hard everywhere, especially out in the colonies. When life’s full of pain, people will want
A salesman in a wonderfully-pressed semi-formal outfit slapped a hand on the hull of the used ship next to him. “This bird can fit up to 900 cubic meters of standard goods,” he said, “such as your traditional flour noodle dish with delicious homemade red sauce poured on top.” Eva, Miko, and Amal a
Still, there was plenty of room, and each bed had small terminal touchscreens that the occupant could pop out and play with. That certainly helped make things feel less constricted. Directly attached to Habitation was Hygiene, which was little more than a communal shower with private commodes off t
Typically, navigation, communications, and repairs were handled at these stations. They could also control the ship’s defensive turrets from here. Amal realized that the most amount of space was designed for the crew’s happiness and comfort. Sure, the utilitarian spaces and sections were incredibly
Eva, Miko, and Amal sat in a rented hangar and stared at the broken down old corvette parked in it. Its design was clearly outdated, and almost from another era. It was probably loved long ago, but was now clearly forgotten and neglected and probably even cursed. The thing was practically falling a
At the top, there was a rather small airlock - it was just large enough to fit the three of them comfortably. Four would be doable, but a bit cramped. Not that they even needed to squeeze in - the ship wasn’t even running and nothing was pressurized. The airlock door itself was partially ajar, an
The only reason they even realized there was a screen was the layer of dust surrounding a relatively cleaner stretch of wall. Having seen all that they needed, they moved to the final room in the ship - the Bridge. And it was as cozy as the rest of the ship. Up front were the two seats for the pil
Amal slid her environmental suit’s helmet shut with a solid CLACK. Air vented out of little ports from the side with a loud FSSSH. Inside, its HUD lit up on the heavily tinted glass in front of her face. — Oxygen: 96%, stable Filter Degradation: 1% Antimicrobial Shield: Active — Amal sighed
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The hab itself was sparsely decorated and seemed barely lived-in. There was a small pile of personal things in bags and boxes in a corner of the large living room, which appeared to be the effects of the small family that had moved in. It seemed that they had just taken possession of the hab itself
The pup came to a small group of human and drogar children, who much like his own brethren were running around and playing with each other. They laughed and giggled as they chased each other gaily through the park. Unlike his brothers and sisters however, the pup found some excitement and enjoyment
This chapter occurs in the middle of Arc 8, between chapters 330 and 331. I meant to write it back then, but completely forgot. Whoops! Here it is now, as a bonus. Please enjoy! ~@~ It was within Central Park on the Unnamed Cruiser of the Corvus Republic that the shapeshifting wolves made their ho
Kali shivered slightly as she recalled that moment in time. Her body hunched over slightly as she grasped and embraced herself in an attempt to comfort the way she felt. More than that, her voice started to crack and waver as she spoke. “Everytime I looked at him, at anyone I tried to ‘be’ with, a
“Hey, you doing okay?” Amal asked her quietly. “You look like you could use some company.” She climbed up on the outcropping where Kali was, and set herself down next to her with a warm smile painted on her face. “Yeah, I guess,” Kali replied. “Just going through some stuff, nothing too bad.” “Fe
This chapter occurs in the middle of Arc 8, between chapters 330 and 331. I meant to write it back then, but completely forgot. Whoops! Here it is now, as a bonus. Please enjoy! ~@~ Night had finally fallen on the beautiful de Jardin sanctuary planet. The wind was even, the skies were clear, and t
Her heart practically leapt out of her chest as she ran towards Lucifer. The sight of hir caused tears to well up in her eyes. They practically came streaming out by the time she reached hir pod. She placed her hands on the clear canopy as the desire to sweep Lucifer up in her arms overtook her. Fr
“Wonder how many people in the galaxy have three ultra rares,” she muttered to herself. “Something tells me it’s just me, at least for now.” There is also a high priority note from Raijin, her DI noted. Would you like to review it? Freya nodded. — Dearest friend, Welcome back to the land of the