A Captain's Choice

(Author's note: just a small vignette in the Scrapjack Universe) Picture A trio of phaser bullets chewed a line out of the bulkhead, raining down bits of slagged duraplas. 

Tanner felt the weight of the decision like a physical thing, pressing down on his shoulders. This was the part about being a captain, especially a scrapjack captain, that no book or manual talk about. Sometimes the mission - the contract - goes sideways and the universe shows up to demand an ugly choice. 

“Do it.”

The words tast...
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Published on January 01, 2019 05:17
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