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You've been called to the Captain's Quarters; a small room reserved only for private meetings between Captain Sol and those on the upper rungs of his ship's hierarchy. Upon entering the relative dim of the room, you look around and see the walls lined with wire racks and metal shelves. A variety of weapons are neatly tucked away into every cubby and placed across every mantle. Boxes of E-Cores, smuggled contraband, and several crates of ammunition inhabit the majority of the floor. Amidst all of it, Captain Sol awaits you, casually offering a nod and snide comment. Their piercing eyes caught the light emanating from behind one of the ventilation grates above, his gloved hands cradling a pistol and gripping the pommel of a massive hung of metal. Your eyes grow accustomed to the dimness as you approach closer; that bare, muscled torso riddled with scars. The arm tattooed with foreign symbols. There wasn't much more time to gawk as they tapped their blade against the ground with a chuckle, drawing you in for some discussion...   

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Stephanie Smith-Thomas

Good Lord, that was awesome! I am seriously digging this series!

Anonymous

„Now what say you and I go shoot some things!“ This is the sexiest thing I’ve heard in a week! Personally I prefer a rifle, it’s more precise. But you can’t hide it in a pocket on your undercover mission, right! So excited to see what happens next!