@iglica liked for a starter.
Luck, Romana rather thought, didn’t exist. Across time and space, many different cultures believed in it, or concepts similar to it, because it helped to make sense of that which couldn’t be entirely understood. But it didn’t really exist - there was no ‘good luck’ or ‘bad luck’, there were simply choices, and the consequences of those choices.
Still, Romana thought, as she looked at the rather hungry-looking local fauna, if luck did exist, she would be rather fed up with only seeming to receive the bad end of the spectrum.
“Oh, I am really not very delicious,” Romana said, as if the creature could understand her, “and I am probably very tough from all of the running. Really, I think I’ll just give you indigestion.”
In one of her pockets, she had a flare. If she could just reach it, she could startle the creature and make her escape. Probably.









