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Wood splinters pepper my face as another chunk of the door frame is blown off by gunfire. We barely managed to drag Chubbs in when the shooting started. “Spider,” I shout over the storm of bullets “get him in the corner and put some pressure on that wound!” She hefts him into a nearby corner and begins inspecting the wound as I throw a table against the deteriorating bank door and take position at the nearest window. Glancing out, I see that Chubbs had dropped the money on the porch after he took that shot in the gut. Just in front of our ho...
As the Pallas silently glides across the inky black of space, it places its penultimate card upon the green felt of the artificial poker table. “Uno.” Pallas states, plainly. “If we were playing with actual cards, I would throw them at your face.” Grumbles Amelia, the captain and sole crew member of the freighter, the Pallas, at her ship’s AI. She takes one last look at her fist full of digital cards and closes the game window on the bridge display console. “I do not have a face.” Pallas responds. “Good, because I would pun...
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