03/05/2025 Snippet, PICKMAN’S MODELS.

Got a solid two hours in to do work today.

“You will not dissuade him, Commander,” Reithner told him as soon as the door was closed, and blocked. “Karl has many reasons to hate the Euros. Reasons that date from before.”

Tobias turned to her. “I’m surprised he made it past the psych evaluators, then. Or was this something that happened to him after everything happened?”

“I do not know, Commander.” Reithner exhaled, and set herself like she was about to take a blow. “I have never met him before today. Or any of the other people here.”

“That’s… improbable, Lieutenant. They’re not from Heinlein Station.” Tobias snorted. “They’re certainly not Chinese. And the Euros have never let their civilians go wildcatting. What’s left?”

“I do not know, Commander. What I do know was that there have been people living here for some time, sir. Their living spaces feel old. Or old for the moon, at least.”

“Lost colonies are a legend, Lieutenant. Stories told to make the long lunar nights go faster.” Tobias managed a chuckle. “Which means absolutely nothing, now. Fine, they’re real. Do they have enough people to take out the Euro forces?”

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