Blind Date

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Once James started talking about smugglers, Nebraska took a moment to return into the reality. She rarely made runs through Bretonian space, but she remembers one. The one which took her fellow smuggler's life. He disobeyed the order to stop and soon was scrapped into pieces, while she made her way to jump hole with few scratches. What if he was one of these frakers? She remembered when in one date she smashed whole glass of beer to the head of some prick who started touching her too much in bar of Barrier Gate station. At the moment, she had an urge to do the same. What the hell I was thinking the moment I've agreed to go here? Nebraska lowered her eyes, probably being somewhere deep in her minds. Thinking about sentence where she'll tell that she must go. Somewhere. Anywhere. Take a gun. Shoot him. Or myself.
- Oh. That's... cool...

You could tell that James' words made Nebraska uncomfortable in no time.

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