A New Arrival

[Selena_Benitez]

Selena yawned and idly flicked through the stolen "Gardener's World" magazine that had been liberated from the last transport captain to pass through this area of space. Nearby were two other Titans, their pilots similarly unoccupied. They had been sitting at the jump hole leading from Omega-41 to Omicron Theta for for over six hours now, with nothing more to show for it than a well-worn collection of old magazines and three crates of seaweed-flavoured Synth Paste. This wasn't exactly turning out to be the Benitez family's best day for piracy ever.

Somebody sighed loudly over the communication channel, echoing her own feelings more or less exactly. She felt her eyelids beginning to droop. Just a couple more hours and they could all call it a day and head back to Crete. People back home would be a little disappointed with their haul, but there were good days and terrible days in this business. There would be richer pickings to be found in Bretonia than the vast emptiness of the Edge Worlds, but the Bretonian authorities had stepped up their patrols recently and were making life unreasonably difficult for the eager pirate. Until Corsair scouts mapped out the new police patrol routes, they were stuck here trying to get blood from the stone that was the Zoner trader. If one more of them tried to use their 'neutrality' as protection...

"Look lively!" One of the other pilots cried out, "Something's coming through!"

Selena tossed the magazine aside and sat up a little straighter, hands ready on the controls. The jump hole began to swirl and pulsate, a dark shape gradually taking form in it's center...

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