The Kusarian smiles. "The battleships can come. They won't catch me. Yes, that's right. Don't expect I would stay and fight to the death to defend this station. I'm not interested in politics."
And I have other business to take care of, she thought.
"How about you? Are you going to stick around and be the big hero? Maybe twenty years from now, it'll be your wreck the wannabe pilots are looting."
Carnifex laughed at the woman's aggressive remarks. She was trying to be offensive, but he could tell it was just an act. The ones who could act well were the ones who lived the longest around here.
"You got a name?" He asked her.
"I do," she replied smiling.
No comments:
Post a Comment