Five minutes later, Willow addressed the Zoner admiral onboard the nearby Talarca Valspar from the chair of Farralan with a big smile on his face.
"Outcast, eh? I hope you're giving that back."
"Come and take command, Admiral. Your chair awaits you. I just wanted this guy." Willow kicked the bound and gagged Corsair next to him, with predictable results.
"Well, that's that." Mia sighed, looking with distaste at the screen. "You've managed to put yet more holes in a very expensive ship. Go out to Corsica and get some patches on that thing."
"Yes, dear." Willow sighed and cut the connection. "Helmsman, take us to Corsica. You know the route."
Fantasia promptly banked and nosed out towards the Omicron-85 Jump hole, The great shadow of Mallorca darkening her path as she went.
Fin.
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