The shattered edge

[arvg]

Pasha blinked at the obviously insane doctor, and then looked at his obviously insane Captain, "we're going back... over there?"

Brook's maniacal grin, had Pasha up, marching back out the airlock and across to the Kerimov. He entered the ships primary armoury, selecting from the racks or rather impressive weaponry a pan loaded light machinegun with armour piercing rounds. Making sure he had a nice pack full of ammunition, he also pocketed a few vapourization grenades, for good measure...

Topping everything off with a helmet... a good, solid, people's made helmet. The kind with a nice red star on top.

Satisfied he had what he needed, he returned to the Social Credit and strapped himself into the co-pilots chair. "Ready to go do something stupid... again," Pasha said, with a long sigh.

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