Sam chuckled a bit as she listened to Anna
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[font=Palatino Linotype][color=#FFCCCC]So...a bit of an...Outcast yourself then? You hid on the Barrier gate
where no government has any jurisdiction, hoping to get away from it all, live a normal life if you will. But you
gotta get enough to get by somehow, so you started blasting ships for loot...Real vigilantes, living in the
shadows commiting small "evils" for a "just" cause...
A smile appeared on Samantha's face, then she shook her head a tiny bit
[font=Palatino Linotype][color=#FFCCCC]"...If only the Universe was indeed so poetic. Tell me something
else Anna. The universe revolves around the survival of the fittest, that's why you are here still alive. What
made you think that "slavery" as you put it is bad? Those who weren't strong enough to defend themselves become
servants of others to find the niche in life in which they fit in, and if they don't they die. A universal law."
Sam stood up and went to the one-way mirror looking at herself but keeping her peripheral vision on Anna
[font=Palatino Linotype][color=#FFCCCC]"How about I make you a proposition? How about you see what it
is to be one of us, what our lives are like their good and bad sides, and then decide if you can play the judge
deciding to take our lives based on assumptions and misheard stories."