Warhawk's Amnesty - Ch. 26 - Amnesty - Beta (Patreon)

“You can put that over there,” Seb said, pointing to the open space in the cargo bay. Forklifts and carts rolled in one after another, bringing in the rest of the equipment the crew needed. Crates full of packaged food, sealed medical supplies, and crates of onigaram sized gauss rounds didn’t make a dent in the hundred ton cargo area. It felt like its own small warehouse mounted on the underside of the ship.

Maybe we should purchase a land vehicle for any time we have to dock on a planet, Seb pondered. It would certainly save us the hassle of having to deal with public transportation. Maybe even get a few bikes? Something tells me Vi could ride one, but I don’t know about Eni or Nalla. It’s been years since I’ve ridden one. It would be fun to learn again.

Seb finished coordinating all the staff until they loaded the last box aboard. He followed the dockworkers to the edge of the ramp and waved as the group exited the ship. He opened his WICI and activated the ship’s ramp controls. A resounding thud and hiss echoed throughout the chamber as the ship sealed itself tight.

Seb walked over to the various crates still left on the floor, picked up two sealed medical cases, and headed further in the ship. When he reached the corridor beyond the elevator, he saw dozens of scattered data cable littering the floor. It frustrated him that they’d not even managed to be in their new home a single day, and Eni was already littering the place up. He pushed it aside to follow up with her after he dropped the supplies off with Nalla.

Seb walked into the infirmary to find Nalla with her medical jacket off, screwing feeding tubes into the ten foot tall tank that took up a quarter of the room. One full wall was covered in medical cabinets with empty crates and drawers open. Opposite the tank sat a wide operating table with a dozen saws, blades, and robotic arms sticking out of the top. The thought of that thing moving sent a prickling sensation up Seb’s back.

The door shut behind him as he walked into the middle of the room. When Nalla said nothing, he approached her side. “Where do you want me to set these?”

Nalla stood from what she was doing and wiped her sweat with the back of her hand. She opened the top crate and looked in. After shuffling the contents inside, she closed it and pointed to the far wall. “You can put those on top of the counters over there. I’ll need to sort them later.”

Seb did as she asked and returned to her side to find her struggling with the hose. “Do you need any help?” he asked, kneeling down next to her.

“No, I think I got it. Just getting ready to test filling up the tank.”

“It’s a lot bigger than I thought it would be.”

“Well, it’s scaled for most species. Onigaram tends to be the biggest with their horns and wide frames. Same thing with some of the printaghasts.”

“We planning on having some new crew join I don’t know about?”

“No, but in the event that we’re transporting people and someone gets hurt, it’s just a nice thing to have.”

“No complaints from me. Happy to give you whatever you need.”

Nalla stood up and placed a kiss on Seb’s cheek before walking over to the side and picking up her WICI. She tapped on her controls and a light green fluid started pumping through the hoses and into the tank. It was a quarter way full when a leak sprang, spraying the viscous fluid everywhere.

Seb sprang for the electronic driver Nalla used and slid to the area of the leak. He used his hand to hold back the water from his face, trying to lean in to get a closer look. It was clear that the clamp hadn’t been secured all the way. Seb used the driver to remove the screws. He then grabbed the hose, shoved it forward and flipped down the clasp over the extended hooks.

“I’ve stopped the leak, but you need to tighten these screws even more,” Seb strained.

“I’m sorry!” Nalla said, grabbing the driver and working on the screws. “The instructions said there should be a click, but it never came.”

“That click is the coupling being pressed into place and those ear clasps hooking over the hooks.”

“I see that now.”

With the last screw tightened, Seb let go of the house and fell back on his bottom. He and Nalla looked over at each other and laughed. It was a minor problem, easily fixed through their teamwork. Seb stood up and extended his hand.

He pulled Nalla up and into his arms. They stared into each other’s eyes before pulling into an embrace. They both leaned into their lust, kissing and sliding their hands over each of their bodies. As their aggression took hold, the two slipped on the floor because of their frantic movement. Seb caught Nalla in his chest while their bodies slid to the other side of the room.

The two shared small laughs before Nalla picked up where they left off. She pulled off her top, exposing her pink breasts for Seb to explore. Seb didn’t hesitate. He leaned up and pulled her mouth to his, caressing every inch of her body with her hands. They both moved together, snatching their fingers around the other’s waistband and pulling them down in unison. Their bodies skated in the slick fluid on the floor, sending them in a laughing fit as they struggled to pull off the remainder of their clothes.

When they were finally ready, Nalla grabbed the base of Seb’s cock and teased his head with her already soaking wet slit. The liquid that dripped onto him was warm and inviting. Nalla bit her lip as she pressed down onto the head of his cock. She took it slowly, bouncing up and down as he stretched her. She held out a held gasp and looked down at him with a longing smile.

Seb grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her in for another kiss. He massaged her long tongue with his own, suckling it as it filled his mouth. He felt her slowly press further, giving a small whimper of satisfaction when she reached the bottom.

The feeling was pure bliss. Her cave was ribbed with notches that tickled as she moved. It was unlike anything he had experienced before, and it was wondrous.

Nalla pulled away from his lips, keeping their foreheads touching. She circled her hips, rocking Seb’s cock around every space of her walls. Then she added verticality to her dance. She slid up and down his cock while swaying her hips, maximizing the surface area of their connection.

As Nalla took control, Seb let and leaned back against the cold floor. It didn’t matter though, his mind only had room for the pleasure Nalla gave him. Every thrust sent warmth down his shaft and across his groin. He wanted nothing else, only to have this feeling last forever.

Nalla’s claws scratched into his chest, bringing his eyes back to hers. They burned with fiery determination and a confidence he’d only seen a few times. He felt Nalla’s tail wrap around his body. It wasn’t until she shifted to her feet that he realized what she was doing. She was building leverage.

She used her tail to create more surface area along the floor and give her more control over Seb’s body. She thrusted herself into him, using her tail and her hips to fuck him deeper, harder, and faster.

“Fuck, Nalla,” Seb moaned, letting the pink beauty have her way with him. The power of her movements put him in a stupor as pleasure spread throughout his entire body. He knew she was getting close as the squeeze from her tail grew tighter.

“Oh fuck Seb, I think I am going to come.”

The words were a trigger for Seb’s libido. He reached out in between Nalla’s tail and grabbed onto her ass. He used all of his strength to mimic her motions and pull her closer. They moved as one as their desires synced. Their climax came together in a uniform shout of happiness. Seb pulled her into his arms and poured everything he had into her.

Nalla collapsed on top of him and the two lay there, catching their breath. Within their moment of solidarity, they shared the closest connection they could. Seb moved Nalla’s matted hair from her face before assaulting her with several small kisses. Her giggle and smile filled him with warmth.

“I… uh… I guess I should go clean up and back to work,” Nalla said.

“Yeah, I guess I should too.”

They both shared a moan as they pulled away from each other, added more fluid to the infirmary floor. They met for another kiss before Nalla unwrapped Seb in her tail. They pulled up their clothes and walked hand in hand to the closest restroom.

After cleaning up, Seb waited for Nalla to exit. When she did, he wrapped her in her arms and hugged her.

“I’m so glad that finally happened,” Nalla said.

“Me too.” They shared one more kiss before pulling away.

“I need to go check on the others before we depart,” Seb said. “Do you want me to stick around to make sure the tank is going to be okay?”

Nalla tapped on her wrist, smiled, and shook her head. “All the readings are good on the sensors. I think I can take it from here. Oh, and you should go see Eni. She’s got something for you.”

“Okay, I’ll go see her next.”

Nalla waved him goodbye, and he watched her head back to the infirmary. As turned and continued down the hallway, club music reverberated throughout the halls. When he reached Eni’s communication room, he found the source of the music. The ceiling lights were changed to a light purple. A small couch sat across Eni’s desk, that was mounted on the far wall. Dozens of screens flashed with a music playlist, lines of code, and several chat programs. The rest of the room was filled with two rows of four server racks each, all filled to the bring with everything Eni needed.

Seb didn’t immediately see the small pracovi until he traced the cables underneath the desk. He could see her bubble bottom sticking out from under the table, and a nefarious grin formed on his face. Seb tiptoed to get a look at what she was doing. The side panel was off of the wall and he could see half of her body was inside the maintenance tunnel. He couldn’t help himself. Stretching first, Seb pulled his hand back and swung.

“Ow!” Eni yelled, before crawling backward from the hole.

“I’m sorry,” Seb said, chuckling. “Seeing your ass out like that. I couldn’t resist.”

“You’re an asshole,” she said with a slight grin. Eni sat up and touched a button on her terminal, turning the music off. She paused and sniffed around him. “What did you get into? What’s that smell?”

“Oh… uh… it’s the medical fluid from Nalla’s healing tank,” Seb said, rubbing the back of his neck. “It sprang a leak when I was helping her put it together.”

“You should probably go get a shower.”

“Yeah, yeah, I will. What were you doing down there, anyway?”

“All of the cabling was terminated incorrectly, and the builders used the wrong type of wiring that limits the amount of bandwidth. The cabling is fine for the rest of the ship, but for my server room, it’s not enough. I’m going to have to rerun the wires.”

“That’s not good,” Seb said, crossing his arms. “Should we let Dixie know and just have them come back and redo it?”

“I already told her. Besides, it’s better if I just do it. It won’t take me nearly as long. I’m just glad they put in the correct amperage I asked for. Otherwise, none of this would be working.”

“Are we still going to be able to launch today?”

“Oh, definitely. This shouldn’t take me but ten to fifteen minutes.”

“Okay good. You had me worried there for a second. Do you need anything from me? Nalla said something about you wanting to see me?”

Eni tapped on her lips before spinning in her chair. “Oh, that’s right! I do need you for something.” She typed frantically on her keyboard before a pixel face of two eyes and a mouth appeared as a hologram. Eni then sprinted from her chair around the server racks and drug in an electronically sealed crate that looked to be around six feet long.

“What’s all this?” Seb asked, helping her pull it further.

“Just wait… you’ll see,” Eni said with a wide grin. It was the same one she always gave when she was up to no good.

“That’s not full of explosives, is it?”

“No, just wait a minute.” Seb tried to understand what Eni was typing on her console, but it was all way too advanced for him to follow. It was magic, and she was the witch casting the spell. With a final tap on her keyboard, the hologram bounced to life. The eyes scanned the room before setting on Eni. “Syn, add a secondary administrator with full privileges, wait for vocal synchronization.”

When the virtual intelligence spoke, it was bright and bubbly. “Nyaa, master, awaiting vocal synchronization from secondary master, nyaa!”

“Uh… what the hell was that?” Seb asked.

Eni’s face went bright red. “Whoops, I uh… must have left in the wrong personality module.”

“Right… and which one was that.”

“Cat-girl maid.”

“Naturally.”

The two share a short laugh while Eni swapped the V.I. to a new personality. This time, when the virtual intelligence spoke, its voice was natural with synth hint to it. She spoke confidently, serving, and also flirtatiously. “Yes, Eni, awaiting vocal synchronization from the secondary administrator.”

Eni spun in her chair and nodded to the hologram. “Go on Seb, tell her your name. I’d recommend going with something like Captain Warhawk.”

“Wait, is this our V.I.?” Seb asked, leaning back and pointing to the floating smiley face. “And did you name her Syn?”

“Yes, and yes.”

“Why Syn?”

“A few reasons. The first is kind of a convoluted train of thought based on some network messaging. The second… you’ll see shortly.”

Seb let out a heavy sigh and spoke at the hologram. “Captain Sebastian Warhawk.”

“Secondary administrator created for Captain Sebastian Warhawk,” Syn said. “All privileges granted. It’s great to meet you, captain.”

“You too Syn. Glad to have you aboard.” Seb looked down at Eni. “What modules did you give her?”

“The ones we talked about. Accounting, navigation, law, and a few others for fun.”

Seb glared down at her. “I don’t know if I like that last part.”

Eni let out an evil giggle as she turned to the V.I. “Syn, establish a wireless connection with SB-069. Full authorization given. Initiate presentation mode.”

The locks on the crate spun open, releasing pressurized gas in the room. The top opened on the side hinges, revealing a naked woman. She appeared to be human, with electronic tracers all along her body. When her eyes opened, the colors shifted until settling on blue, a beautiful combination paired with her blonde braided faux hawk. Her body exuded strength, with thick thighs, visible abs, and chiseled arms. Syn stood from her tomb and slowly turned as she shifted through various poses.

“So, what do you think?” Eni asked.

Seb shook his head. “Did you really buy a sex bot, Eni?”

“She’s not just a sexbot,” Eni scoffed. “She’s also fully trained in hand-to-hand combat, various weapons, and espionage. I was doing a lot of reflecting while you were gone. I am much more effective as a coordinator and have close access to the net. I have a feeling Nalla can’t shoot for shit. And Vi needs to be ready with the ship. If you’re going somewhere dangerous, you need someone who can protect you.”

“Wow, that’s really sweet of you.”

“We can adjust her measurements, hair color, and eye color if you’re not happy with her,” Eni said, tapping on her terminal. Seb watched as Syn assumed a T-pose and Eni moved the sliders on her screen. It adjusted her arms, legs, breasts, and bottom with every flick of her finger.

Seb’s jaw dropped. The technology amazed him. She was so much more advanced than anything he’d ever seen. Most of the sexbots he’d seen were all mechanical looking with rubberized plates. However, Syn’s tracer lines looked like normal cybernetics or tattoos from a distance. He took a few steps forward and reached out his hand before pulling it back.

“Syn, may I touch you?” he asked.

“Please, captain,” Syn said, almost begging. “I’ve been waiting for you to ask me that since our meeting.”

Seb rubbed his hand down her cheek, to her neck, and to her breast. He turned around and smiled. “It’s amazing how real she feels.”

“Synth-skin is an amazing technology. I’m sure the company that created it is loaded.”

Seb resumed his spot next to Eni before feeling a tug on his shirt. When he looked down at her, she was biting her lip.

“So, I take it you like her?”

“Yeah, she’s great.”

“Good. That makes me happy.

“She’s going to need some clothes, though, and do Nalla and Vi know about this?”

“Of course. They helped me pick her out, so it’s kind of a gift from all of us. I’ll pick her up some clothes at our next stop. Until then, you’ll just have to deal with it.”

Seb smiled and jerked Eni’s chair toward him. He pulled her hair back and shoved their lips together. He sucked hard on her lip and didn’t let go until she let out a soft whimper. When he pulled away, her eyes fluttered.

“Thank you for this thoughtful gift, Eni.” Seb whispered.

“You’re welcome, my captain,” she purred. “You better leave so I can get the comms up and running. But don’t forget. You, me, and Syn have a lot of… testing to do later.”

“I’m looking forward to it,” Seb said before kissing her on the nose.

As Seb turned and headed for the door, Syn took a seat on the couch and subtly waved with her fingers. “See you later, captain.”

Seb smiled and shook his head before waving and exiting the room. The music kicked back on, sending deep bass beats throughout the hallway. Even though he enjoyed the music, he was glad Eni’s server room was down on this level and not upstairs with the bedrooms.

He returned to the hangar and moved each of the extra food crates onto the elevator on the back wall of the hangar. When he finished moving them, he taped on his WICI and called Vi. It rang a few times before she answered.

“Hey Seb, what’s up?” she asked.

“I’m bringing up all the last of the food boxes up to the second level,” Seb said. “If you wouldn’t mind helping me, we can get this done faster, and then we’re on our way out.”

“Fuck yeah. Can’t wait. I’ll meet you in the kitchen and we can get this done.”

“See you there.”

Seb hit the elevator button up to the second level. It wasn’t fast by any means, but it was wide, allowing them to move cargo easily.

When the elevator door opened, Vi was waiting for him. She sniffed the surrounding air before cocking an eyebrow. “What did you get into?”

“Nalla’s healing tank sprang a leak, and we both got covered in it.”

“Is that all?”

Seb swallowed the lump in his throat, causing Vi to smirk. “Come on, let’s get these moved.”

The two picked up the boxes and moved them into the kitchen with a few quick trips. Once everything was placed, they cracked open the containers of food and started sorting them into the pantry.

“So, Eni showed me Syn a bit ago,” Seb said.

“Oh yeah?” Vi asked, all smiles. “Did you demo her too?”

“Nothing like that. Eni just gave me administrator access and told me what she could do.”

“Even though she chose a sexbot, it really was a thoughtful gift. It shows she cares about you.”

“Oh definitely. She told me you all picked out the model though, so I guess I have all of you to thank for it.”

“Well, you did get us a new home and a chance at making our own living. It seemed like a small gesture for what you’ve done for us.”

“Yeah, but you also helped me get Nalla back too.”

“That was just a job, though. Anyone would have done it.”

“I know, but still. I guess what I am getting at is a thank you.”

“Well… you’re welcome,” Vi said with a little prance. “I’ll be saying the same thing shortly once I get my hands on the flight controls.”

“You’re really excited, aren’t you?”

“Precursor’s cock I am. I haven’t flown a ship this big in years.”

“Well, based on the specifications we built around, it should feel familiar at least.”

“Ugh… let’s hurry and get this done with. The wait is killing me.”

Seb and Vi finished unpacking the rest of the supplies in record time, shoving everything inside the containers in the pantry. When they finished, Vi sprinted off down the hallway. Seb appreciated her enthusiasm, but did not appreciate having to stack the rest of the boxes. Once he set them inside the storage closet, Seb walked back down the hallway to the and stepped on the elevator. He took it up to the third floor, that opened up into a hallway leading to the bridge. When he entered the room, he found Vi already waiting for him in the pilot’s chair.

“Come on, hurry up,” Vi pleaded, bouncing in her chair. “I want to fly this thing.”

“Slow down,” Seb said, chuckling as he sat in the co-pilot’s chair. “We still have a few more things we need to wrap up before we take off.”

“This is the worst,” Vi said, crossing her arms and pouting. “Just let me know when we’re ready.”

Seb tapped a button on the center console before speaking into the mic. “Hey, Eni, how are we doing on the comm status?”

“Should be working now,” Eni said.

“Okay, we’re going to prep the ship for departure. Go grab Nalla and meet us up on the bridge.”

“Got it.”

When Seb finished, Syn’s pixel-based hologram appeared in the middle of the dash. “Is there anything I can assist you with, captain?”

“Do we have all of our affairs in order for our maiden voyage?”

“All company affairs are squared away. The ship has been issued the appropriate title and license with the pracovi authorities, which are recognized galaxy wide. However, the only thing that has not been done is bestowing the ship with a name.”

“The Amnesty,” Seb said without hesitation. “This ship will be our own freedom to take us on untold adventures. You can register the ship with that name.”

“Yes, sir.” Syn’s eyes bounced around in a child-like playfulness. “Our ship’s ID has been tagged with the appropriate moniker Amnesty.”

“Thank you Syn. Pull up our primary and secondary engines, as well as our FTL core status. Notify the warehouse that we’re going to begin a test fire of the engines.” Three screens projected in front of Seb. He spent a few minutes making minor adjustments to the engines. When everything looked good, he waited for Syn’s confirmation.

“Docking bay is clear of personnel. You may start the engines when ready.”

Seb turned and looked over to Vi. “All right pilot, let’s start her up.”

The size of Vi’s smile warmed his heart as the two slipped their arms underneath their harnesses and clasped them to the chest. She was like a kid opening up the present she always dreamed of. He watched her pull up her own interface, hit a few keys, and started the engines one at a time. While the engines warmed up, Seb monitored the fuel and pressure levels while they felt a slight rumble throughout the ship.

“Numbers look good,” Seb said, scrolling through the data. “Syn, anything from your side?”

“All systems are green,” she said. “Weapons are online. Ship status is nominal. Shall I open a channel to the warehouse observation deck?”

“Please do.”

When Syn did, it replaced her image with a video feed of Dixie. “Hey Seb, how’s she handling?”

“Everything is looking good.”

“You won’t need it, but just remember, our work comes with a ten-year warranty. If anything snaps or breaks through normal wear and tear, just bring her back and we’ll get you squared away.”

“Thank you for everything Dixie, you and your team are making a lot of dreams come true today.”

“You can pay me back by keeping that sister of mine safe, ya hear?”

“I will.”

“Good luck and come back and see us once in a while.”

“We will!” Eni shouted, running into the bridge. She and Nalla sat at the two control panels behind Seb and Vi. Seb waited for them to get buckled in before finishing up with the rest of their debarkation.

“Everyone ready?” Seb said, leaving around her chair.

“Yeah!” Eni and Nalla said in unison.

“Dixie, are we good to go?”

“Give me one second,” she said, tapping on her terminal. “Artificial gravity is off, blast shields are off, and docking clamps are being removed.

The group felt the ship shift as a grinding metal ground echoed briefly. They watched out of the front view port as the clasps on top of the ship’s surface retracted away from the ship. When the movement stopped, Dixie gave them the all clear.

“You’re good to go,” she said with a smile. “Good luck Amnesty. Happy flying.”

Seb looked over and nodded at Vi. With one hand on the throttle and the other on the control stick.. Vi accelerated the ship forward. A small vibration went through the ship as its body flexed from the additional stress. With the hanger behind them, their only path was forward.

“Everything is still looking good,” Seb said, eyes glued to the screen. “Keep it slow and steady. These engines have a week-long break-in period. We don’t want to push—”

“Fuck that, let’s see what this baby can do!” Vi said, shoving the throttle to max. Seb knew the engines he picked out were built for speed. However, he never expected the intensity of the thrust. His entire body pushed back into his chair and his vision blurred until it could adjust. “Woohoo!”

“Vi, take it easy!” Seb shouted. “You’re going to—”

The increase in g-forces pushed the wind out of his lungs as Vi performed a hairpin turn. He tried to breathe as the pressure covered him, but Vi’s chaotic flying made it difficult to do anything. He told himself he should have expected it, giving a ship to an HC-0 pilot. However, nothing could have prepared him for this.

“Vi, if you don’t slow down, I’m going to smother you in your sleep,” Eni said.

Vi met his threats with only more shouts and excitement. She pushed the ship to its ultimate limit, twisting and turning in the open space around Dutza. Just when Seb thought he was going to black out, Vi eased on the throttle.

“Fuck yeah! This baby can fly!” Vi shouted. “Everyone still with me?”

“I think I am going to throw up,” Eni said lethargically.

“Here Eni, I put puke packs near the seats,” Nalla said. Seb didn’t see it, he only heard it. Filling the room with a strong tinge of smell that turned his stomach. He quickly activated his skinsleeve, eliminating the odor instantaneously. He pushed himself up in his seat to check the ship’s levels once again. There were alerts or alarms. The engines were holding.

“Syn, any ship damage from that… whatever the fuck that was?” Seb asked.

“I’m detecting minor vibrations throughout the hull but nothing outside of normal parameters,” the V.I. said. “The test flight seems to be a success.”

“Well, we’ve still got the FTL to test. But that would involve us leaving the system. We should try to pick up a job before we leave. We’ve got some money, but we need to keep earning.”

“I’ll pull up the job board and pick one,” Eni said. Seb resumed double checking the numbers while Eni spoke through her process. “We should probably go for something high paying. I’ll just filter the jobs from the top and list them down. Lots of mercenary work if we want to get involved in the Sectorum and FLS dispute.”

“No thanks. Keep it easy.”

“After that there are lots of bounties…” Her tone shifted from casual to concerned. “Seb! You need to see this.”

A new image popped up on Seb’s screen. It was the job board list. He scrolled through the top until he recognized what Eni was concerned about. His face was plastered on top of the bounty list for a million credit bounty. The posting’s information was lacking, only leaving photos of him from what looked to be security cameras. It had his old name, Francis Reeves. Former addresses and noted he was a former criminal. At the bottom, it stated he was wanted for questioning in an ongoing investigation. When he looked at the number of acceptances, six bounty hunters had already signed up.

“What in the gods is this?” Seb asked.

“The job was issued by WCC,” Eni shouted behind him. “Could they have found out about us being involved in the black-box data transfer? But if that’s the case, why are you only listed and not me and Vi?”

“I don’t know. Find out what you can, but don’t stress too much about it. That goes for all of you. This doesn’t change anything. They’ve got my old name. That man is dead for all they know. I’ll just need to make sure I wear a helmet when we go out.”

But he knew. He was almost certain it was from the drop he sent to Dover’s sister. If she leaked the information, WCC most likely restarted the investigation. If Francisca or Toros had told them he was the one who went in and retrieved the black-box, he would be the prime suspect. But he couldn’t worry about that for now. He needed to focus on the crew and the job.

“Find anything?” Seb asked.

“Sending it to you now,” Eni said.

The mission was to haul repair parts from pracovi ring two to Horil, an outpost located within the Freelight Syndicate territory. No doubt to help bolster their fleet. Fifty thousand credits for a few weeks’ work was not bad. Seb tapped the accept button on the job.

“It’s good money and a straightforward job,” Seb said to the group. “Syn, plot us the coordinates to the pickup location.”

“On it, captain,” she said with a wink.

“Everyone else good? We need to stay focused.” After a moment of silence, he repeated his request. “I said… are Warhawk’s Wyverns ready to do their fucking job?” The crew shouted with individual cheers. “All right, that’s what I thought. Vi, take us out. Let’s go make our fortunes.”