The Hunt Begins.

[Unseelie]

A light fighter ain't exactly light. More inertia on the things than the real big lifters back home, but bigger engines too....and a Seaserpent can pull Gs like you wouldn't believe...I'm an acrobat, and I ain't ever felt like this, every joint in my body's been pulled loose...anyway...tight controls and tighter turns on this thing...easy job, too...find him, pop him...not like a decent heist, wheres you have ta run down the object, run down the buyer, run down the house, the people, the local...and it aint all out in the open...right, I ain't logging my flight plans. Bad idea. Took a couple of red flashes and I was floatin through his blood, drifting hard to the right, and shooting another escort...and hell, if you don't think about it, you wont even be sick again. Don't be sick in space. Not fun.

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"Back are you? You get him?"
"Well, he wasn't hard to find, brought a few friends with him, but I punched his ticket."

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