““Doctor, right now I’m dealing with the kinda problem that could involve imminent death. Whatever it is, it can wait.” I cut the internal comms. The last thing I needed was Lloyd bitching about the turbulence. Starscream fought me as I lifted her away from the dock. She was always a stubborn bitch at low altitude but had decided to choose this moment to drag her ass. “Rotating to compensate,” Bren announced. “Hold her steady.” He didn’t sound as scared as I knew he was. Commanders rarel...y did. He controlled the smaller adjustments in tilt while I balanced Starscream’s overclocked engines against her ungainly controls. She was never meant for poise. She could pull a space station, but delicate, she was not. “Where’s the Cande ship?” I didn’t look—couldn’t look at him as I flicked my attention between the flightdash and the obs window. With her nose tilted up, she gave me a fine view of Lyra’s dazzling lights, and I prayed a twitch wouldn’t send us plowing nose first into the packed strips.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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