Absolution

[Sombs]

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This was good. This was not rigged, and he got confirmation that Maren's interest in his rear was apparently really just based on her weird preferences and not to put an incubus into him! Not that she ever got to surprise him with her strap-on.

Moving closer to Solandros, Ezrael took the invitation to shake his hand. Not that he really desired to shake his hand, but it was a good symbolic gesture. Maybe it was just that easy to redeem himself. "How are we going to proceed now? Are you really insisting on accessing my ship's database? If I remember correctly, this was not part of the deal."

Of course there was nothing left on the database that would get anyone of his crew or even himself into trouble. Any data on suspicious activities, especially regarding Maren, had been removed since the Aphrodite incident. The chance of troublesome information falling into the wrong hands was just too high, and the consequences possibly too heavy. Still, there were things like the old nomad database Ezrael once started to archive during his days in the Omicrons, to know which people and ships out there were known infectees. And the encrypted Cult of Technology data cache. Things he left intentionally in case of them actually forcing their way into the database.

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