"Excellent, maybe we can get out of here without any further distractions. Knock on... wood..." Alaric glances around the metals and composites of the ship's interior. "Well, never mind that, it's a stupid superstition anyway. Did the station authorities say how they were delivering them? Main docking airlock, or from the exterior?"
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On the Care and Feeding of Mothlings
Date: 2018-07-21 02:07 am (UTC)