Brothel! Old friends with guns.
I awoke from a dream to see a thin figure standing to the side of the bed with their bare back to me. The skin on the back was smooth-looking and inviting, ending in curvy khaki pants that covered a shapely behind. I looked higher to try and identify who it was, only to see two hands reach back below long blonde hair to clasp a bra. My eyelid shut tightly as I realized it was Veronica.
Fight? Communicating Through Fists. (A preview)
“Why do you fight, boy?” the voice was deep and familiar, like I’ve heard it in distant space or a dream. “Why do you not grasp the opportunity of power that you have been given?”
Everything happened in slow motion as a large hand grasped the collar of my shirt and pulled me from what had been water. The shadowy large figure held me in the air and glared at me with his red eyes....
Laughter! Good Friends & Knockouts.
There’s something magical about the sound of friends enjoying each other’s company. Sharing stories, a meal, a good drink, or playing a game, good times are always accompanied by hearty laughter. It’s one of the most enjoyable sound to me in the world.
Dinner at Wrex and Arcy’s was just that. Well, after Arcy broke down crying from seeing me… and then proceeded to chase me around...
Bought ship Imperial Courier
Bought ship Imperial Eagle
Bought ship Diamondback Scout
Pilot's CQC rank: Mostly Helpless
Reputation with Empire (Allied)
Pilot's Trade rank: Merchant
Sold ship Imperial Clipper
Sold ship Imperial Courier
Pilot's Exploration rank: Trailblazer
Pilot's Trade rank: Dealer