Blood of the Covenant

[AuruemSaber]

Chapter I: Alex Lynch.

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Freeport Six, Tau-29.

Tucked away in a booth with a window view of the Red Dwarf in the center of the system, one of the stations regulars would be sat alone, a pint of Ale and a PDA on the table his only company. He would take a sip of the Ale every few minutes whilst occasionally glancing to the PDA to check the time, as he checked it for the fourth time and saw that it was now twenty minutes past the agreed meeting time resulting in a disappointed sigh. After another five minutes had passed and the pint of Ale was almost empty the man was about to give up and leave before the bar to door would open and the woman he was waiting for would storm in.

She would be around 5,11 in height, athletic build, with hair that had recently been dyed black. She would be wearing a dark grey flight suit that would currently been pulled down to sit at her waist paired with a white t-shirt that had been worn underneath the flight suit. In her right hand she would be gripping a flight helmet that matched the colour of the space suit, the helmet would bear a drawing of a bird that would be situated just above and to the right of the visor, the bird itself would be a crude sketch of a species native to Yuma.

The pilot that had just stormed in would swiftly make their way over towards the regular who sat alone before slamming the helmet down on the table and taking a seat. The force with which she had slammed the helmet down would cause the regular to raise an eyebrow, but there would be no sign of shock or anger at the action on his face.

The two would sit in silence for a moment before the regular would open his mouth to speak.

"It's bad news then, I take it?"

The woman who sat across from him would simply stare at him, and as he searched her brown eyes, he would have his answer.

"Give it to me straight, 'Becks."

He would say with a stern voice, steeling himself for confirmation of the thing he'd feared for the last few months now. 'Becks would scowl at the man across from her before breaking her own silence.

"Bonito is off limits to anyone without authorization. And I had no luck asking around the rest of the system about Oz."

This revelation would leave the man confused at the source of 'Becks' anger, whilst it wasn't the best news it was far from confirming their worst fears.

"So what's got you so pissed off then? We were both expecting worse."

'Becks would let out a sigh, clearly hesitant to answer the question.

"Alex, if you want to know you can buy me a bloody pint, otherwise mind your own fucking business."

'Becks would hiss but unfortunately for her it would have the opposite effect to the one she had hoped for as Alex's answer would come instantly as he stood up to make his way towards the bar.

"Deal."

'Beck's head would collapse into the table as she realised just what exactly she had done, instantly regretting not just brushing the question off, she swore under her breath as she was left alone at the table.

"Bloody prick."