The Journal of Caius Oakley

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Part one. Hobson's Choice

So, there I was, walking around my new Firefly in the Cambridge ship dealers, using my bodyweight to check the strength of the gun mounts and the flex in the engine mounts, when this girl walked up to me. 5'6", maybe 130 lbs, long dark hair, about 25 years old. She had my attention alright, that and the low-cut jumpsuit.

'Mr Cay-us?' she said.

'It's pronounced "keys", but yes, that's me'.

'I have an offer for you, that only a fool would refuse'.

I merely grinned at this point, which noticeably lowered the temperature of the atmosphere between us.

'When you've finished playing on your new climbing frame, meet me in the bar - I'll be in a booth at the back'.

I nodded without replying; if I can aggravate her without saying anything, what would a snappy comeback do? That, and the fact that I didn't have a snappy comeback to give, didn't improve my mood any.

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