“Eh, it happens. ‘Sides, shitty as it is now, I wouldn’t trade it for anything.”
“Reapersbane sounds better.” She added in an afterthought. She drew a breath adding, “But we’re counting nuna before they hatch, gotta whole bunch of giant ass synths being pains in our collective shebse.”
A bit of humor returning as she adds, “And gotta at least tear apart just one more. I am not losing my bet with Massani.”
The two of them went back to even before they both got involved with the Collectors. Not surprising given both of their personalities, and professions. As to the nature of it, it was none else’s business but theirs.
“One grand if I tear apart another Reaper with the Force by the end of it. If I don’t, I gotta pay up.”
Aislynn nodded, leaning back so she could stretch her long arms. It felt like it had been a lifetime since she had just rested like this, spending quiet time with people she appreciated the company of. She hardly found time to talk to her crew, especially during brief moments of downtime like this, and when she wasn't on the bridge or in the thick of it, she was trying to catch what fretful bits of sleep she could.
This was nice. She really needed to try to do this more often.
"They've certainly got it coming." Her tone took on a bitter note, but she was still smiling. "I get the feeling no race before the ones in this cycle have fought back quite like we have. And the faster we end this, the fewer people we lose."
It already seemed like they'd lost too many. A smile cracked her features, though, at the mention of the bet, and she snorted a bit, picking up her mug.
"Oh, that sounds like a bet Zaeed would make. How many does he have down at this point?"
theartofmadeline
stormborns
dededos
kianamaiart
prguitarman
