storys, the last.

2513.
these ships suck dan, come on, fix the flux drive on T33G6i or i cant fly anymore, and they need us up in the combat fleat!

sir you wanted to see me?
"yes gorden, please sit down"
( i wasnt sure what i was about to be told, i thought after that stunt i was about to be caned for sure)
"do you know why i asked you in here?"
am i fired for what i just pulled out in the R section?
"no not at all, i nfact im sending you on a new mission"


yeah thats how it always starts, some hot shot rookie thinks hes got the chops, i knew he wasnt ready and now im stuck here and hes dead.

this may very well be the day i die. those radiers come back at dawn and im dead by then.

...its really cold out, but i know that doesnt matter unless my team finds me, those bastards already killed off 3 men, and im not reasy to be next, these bars are far to hard to break. and my guns right over there, i wish i had my rope, i knew i shouldnt have left it with the rookie.

*Clank!?!?*

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