He can do his job,” Aleta said curtly, “so focus on doing yours.” Martinex is a Ravager, not some bleeding-heart medic. “If Stakar says he'll be fine, he'll be fine. You know how he feels about the Kree, Krugarr stressed. Mainframe looked to Krugarr, who looked to Stakar, who sighed. Martinex paced through the chairs and disappeared down the ladder. He tossed his datapad onto the control console and stood. “We're going to find blood, Martinex there's no way around that.” “Pa Zir is a shifty bastard, but he's not two-faced.” Aleta clicked her nails on the arm of her chair. “I'm not sure which one I'm hoping for that the Kree attacked and Pa Zir didn't betray us, or that Pa Zir is still alive but did something stupid.” “Fun's one word for it.” Martinex pinched the tip of the cigarette with his right hand, igniting it. “If this isn't the Kree, then it's treason.” Stakar slid a cigarette from his belt and held it out to Martinex. “I'm all for killing Kree, but what's so big that you need all of us?” “Fine, I get it.” Charlie-27 leaned back in his chair. “See? So either he's gone to ground and running away from us, or the Kree have destroyed him.” Now I can't get a read on his ship anywhere.” Mainframe pulled up an overlay of the star system. “The last thing we heard from Pa Zir was a broadcast, a distress comm from his ship Atazi, about Kree attacking. Why are we looking for Pa Zir again? He's a captain,” Charlie said, “just call the bastard.” “Can we get back to the damn mission,” Aleta snapped. “If by 'other people', you mean the webnet,” Stakar clarified. “And you wonder why I go to other people to talk about my interests,” he muttered. “I tossed it in the garbage disposal as soon as I knew you had another copy,” Aleta said flatly. “It takes people much too long to just get it over with and fuck in all these novels.”
I read everything except that part, Krugarr said. “I skipped to the sex part,” Charlie-27 admitted. “Did any of you ever read the copies I lent to you?” “Yeah, Stria Lonely.” Martinex's voice rose in hope. “Is it that lonely chic,” Charlie-27 asked. “Hey.” Martinex snapped a pointer finger towards Mainframe. “Tontorius Pavel,” Mainframe recited, “the arachnid to-go breakfast.” “It's a book.” Martinex slid the datapad out from under his leg and showed it to her. “That was ten minutes ago.”Ĭharlie and Krugarr exchanged a look. “We're talking about the Berhert job, right?” “Martinex,” Mainframe sighed, “are you even listening to me?”
“Uh-huh.” Martinex's eyes were trained on the datapad. “It's better than being a dumbass,” Mainframe said, “right, Martinex?” “It's the only nebula within sixty parsecs that has planets habitable for his species.” Mainframe rolled his optics. “What makes you say that,” Charlie-27 asked. “It's likely that Pa Zir went to ground somewhere here.” “Typhor Nebula.” Mainframe tapped a map star systems appeared on it. “We all have other things to do, Krugarr.” Aleta flicked an overhead switch the navigation overlay appeared on the screen. Why do we all have to go? Krugarr was draped over the seat like a long glob of scarlet toothpaste. “I'm just saying,” Charlie-27 began, “I don't see the bloody point in any of it.”
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