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I wasn’t a person, I was a piece of equipment, a part of the ship. But I had never particularly cared for her.
Murder-bot vibes???
I drew my gun and fired, hitting her in the face. She crumpled to the snow. Before the others could react, I shot the person from the bar, who likewise fell, and then the person beside her, all three in quick succession, taking less than one second. The proprietor swore, and turned to flee. I shot her in the back, and she took three steps and then fell. “I’m cold,” said Seivarden beside me, placid and heedless.
Well damn
luxury always comes at someone else’s expense. One of the many advantages of civilization is that one doesn’t generally have to see that, if one doesn’t wish. You’re free to enjoy its benefits without troubling your conscience.”
Damn
She’ll come around in time. They all will.” “And the dead?” “Are dead. No use fretting over them.”
Cold ah line
Right now we need to deal with these people.” “My lord,” acknowledged Lieutenant Awn, with a slight bow. “Shoot them.”
Bitch
“It’s easy to say that if you were there you would have refused, that you would rather die than participate in the slaughter, but it all looks very different when it’s real, when the moment comes to choose.”
Yep
“Don’t, Captain,” I said. “I’d rather not have to tell Mercy of Kalr I killed you.”
Oop
