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In orbit above Verdad, Spinward Marches
2845-922-0900
The soft sexy voice of Vixen, the Lady Mac's fifty year old AI, woke Alex Sanchez from a fitful sleep in his bridge chair.
.....is requesting permission to dock and enter.
He shook his head and it rang like an Asgaard temple gong.
*Ouch!... what had he been drinking!*
Captain Sanchez, did you hear me?"
Was that a note of exasperation in Vixen's carefully programed voice.
"Unh unh...repeat please."
Shuttle, GXA-22587c, is standing by the ventral port, requesting permission to dock and enter.
Alex punched a few buttons and the hot white light of Verdad's day side,10,000 km below, flooded the bridge.
*I'm blind!* he thought for a moment until the camera mercifully swung away from the glare and focused on a slender needle of a shuttle craft, an armed shuttle craft!
*Cops!*
"Vixen, who is that?!", he asked in a panic.
There was a split seconds hesitation and then one of the view screens filled with the image of a shockingly beautiful face, haloed in white gold hair...a face that suddenly brought Alex to
alert status in a nano-second.
"Talleah!"
The face smiled...barely.
"Hi there Lover Boy. You havn't forgotten our deal have you?"
*Deal...deal...deal...deal...oh shit*
Sanchez mind was racing at lightspeed...
She'd picked him up in a Front Street Bar...a few drinks, then a few more...
Her room...sex...MORE SEX...still more sex! What was the deal...what had he said!?...stall.
"Oh hell no. I havn't forgotten. Say you look even better..."
"Cut the crap, Sanchez. I got a prisoner here and you better be on your way to Hel with her by 1475 or you'll be locked down with a breach of contract fiat. And that's Imperial, Lover. Not yokel. Savez?"
"Errr...what made you think, I'd back out?...Come on, bring her aboard."
He tried to look tough.
"We'll take the bitch to Hel and back again. No sweat."
Talleah, laughed...Imperial Wardens could laugh he guessed.
"That crate of yours doesn't look like it would split a parsec with a battlecruiser ramming it up the ass for one thing. "
She looked behind her,
"Allright, we're coming aboard."
The screen blanked.
Alex tried to blank. Couldn't.
Incredible sex!..That long legged creature was a tigress!
Hell he'd have promised her anything.
Even hauling a high security prisoner to Hel.
Why me?, he'd asked her.
Cause you need a cargo about as bad as anyone I've ever seen. My own ship will be in drydock another week and I'll blow the bounty. Deal?...you get half.
Yep..he'd done it. Agreed to a deal...shit!
NOBODY wanted to go to HEL!
Lessee, he could secure the woman in Oshea's old cabin...
Vixen interrupted his ruminations...
Captain, four humans are in the airlock. Do I admit them?
*What am I doing!*
"Yes...go ahead."
He wiped the sweat from his brow and spun to face the hatchway.
Had Vixen said four?
2845-922-0900
The soft sexy voice of Vixen, the Lady Mac's fifty year old AI, woke Alex Sanchez from a fitful sleep in his bridge chair.
.....is requesting permission to dock and enter.
He shook his head and it rang like an Asgaard temple gong.
*Ouch!... what had he been drinking!*
Captain Sanchez, did you hear me?"
Was that a note of exasperation in Vixen's carefully programed voice.
"Unh unh...repeat please."
Shuttle, GXA-22587c, is standing by the ventral port, requesting permission to dock and enter.
Alex punched a few buttons and the hot white light of Verdad's day side,10,000 km below, flooded the bridge.
*I'm blind!* he thought for a moment until the camera mercifully swung away from the glare and focused on a slender needle of a shuttle craft, an armed shuttle craft!
*Cops!*
"Vixen, who is that?!", he asked in a panic.
There was a split seconds hesitation and then one of the view screens filled with the image of a shockingly beautiful face, haloed in white gold hair...a face that suddenly brought Alex to
alert status in a nano-second.
"Talleah!"
The face smiled...barely.
"Hi there Lover Boy. You havn't forgotten our deal have you?"
*Deal...deal...deal...deal...oh shit*
Sanchez mind was racing at lightspeed...
She'd picked him up in a Front Street Bar...a few drinks, then a few more...
Her room...sex...MORE SEX...still more sex! What was the deal...what had he said!?...stall.
"Oh hell no. I havn't forgotten. Say you look even better..."
"Cut the crap, Sanchez. I got a prisoner here and you better be on your way to Hel with her by 1475 or you'll be locked down with a breach of contract fiat. And that's Imperial, Lover. Not yokel. Savez?"
"Errr...what made you think, I'd back out?...Come on, bring her aboard."
He tried to look tough.
"We'll take the bitch to Hel and back again. No sweat."
Talleah, laughed...Imperial Wardens could laugh he guessed.
"That crate of yours doesn't look like it would split a parsec with a battlecruiser ramming it up the ass for one thing. "
She looked behind her,
"Allright, we're coming aboard."
The screen blanked.
Alex tried to blank. Couldn't.
Incredible sex!..That long legged creature was a tigress!
Hell he'd have promised her anything.
Even hauling a high security prisoner to Hel.
Why me?, he'd asked her.
Cause you need a cargo about as bad as anyone I've ever seen. My own ship will be in drydock another week and I'll blow the bounty. Deal?...you get half.
Yep..he'd done it. Agreed to a deal...shit!
NOBODY wanted to go to HEL!
Lessee, he could secure the woman in Oshea's old cabin...
Vixen interrupted his ruminations...
Captain, four humans are in the airlock. Do I admit them?
*What am I doing!*
"Yes...go ahead."
He wiped the sweat from his brow and spun to face the hatchway.
Had Vixen said four?
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