The captain met him warmly by his port cabin's hatch. Whatever the market will bear. From the other two emerged six men in naval dress uniform, six folding metal chairs, six small fieldtables and one gavel. The beauty queen and the old centurion? Wow.
Oh, well, tough shit; I despise the Progressives and I do enjoywatching the SecWar impotently rage. 14/6/467 AC, FSS IronsidesPedraz had to admit it, the FSN squids had made himself and the other seventeen men of the crew prettydamned comfortable over the last several days. He'd lost over a third of his men just to the sudden surprisefire when the column of light trucks and buses had opened up. Any guests they may have—and Mustafa—arelong gone.
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