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Chapter Six: Split Paths
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Apollo waved aimlessly at the air, as if wiping the word out of the atmosphere. “Fear of long words. My sister had it. Jack knows how it went down.”
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“Yep.” Jack said, working on the wires of the console of the ship, halfway in the panel of the cockpit controls.
“Everyone has a phobia. Mine’s being trapped. When I start to think I am, I begin to break things with my fists.”
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Apollo snickered. “Maybe you should just be fast enough to not be trapped. Mine’s death. Like, not my death, but other people’s death. Even members of the OGA. I’ll do whatever it takes to prevent that. Doesn’t mean I’m weak, though, I’ll kill someone who does something bad. Wait…no I need to find a new phobia.”
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“You have a fear of your friends dying? No wonder you’re best friends with someone who’s immortal.”
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Apollo shrugged. “Well, it’s not a real phobia when you consider it. It’s more like an irrational fear. That’s the only reason I learned how to generate a electrical field. Speaking of fields, I’ll take control. Asteroid field coming up and all of your reflexes will get us smashed to bits.”
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Andaluza was about to rapidly poke Apollo, but decided he was right. “Nobody can compete with Apollo on Warp 10.” Andaluza then leaned towards Jack and pointed to Apollo. “Or, in his case, more like Warp 200. Guy’s CRAZY!”
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“Yeah, yeah. Praise Apollo more.” Jack said, getting out of the mass of wires and standing up, stretching.
“Jesus, the way you two talk about each other. Do I need to leave so you guys can have some alone time with each other?” He asked sarcastically.
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Apollo threw a wrench out of the cockpit to Andaluza. “I would’ve thrown you a bread with butter so you would stop kissing up to me, but metal tools work as well.”
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Andaluza shrugged. “Well I have to get on his good side or he’ll cut my paycheck. He’s giving me his money. I’m saving up to buy a really cool star fighter!”
Andaluza then looked at Jack’s sarcastic face. “Y’know…in case I have to live in it.”
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Jack chuckled.
“I’ll work on our stealth shielding so we can’t be tracked. If you need me, I’ll be on the lower floor.” Jack walked down the stairs, now building.
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Andaluza followed Jack with his wrench. “Anything I can do? I’m excellent with electrical things, as well as destroying old matter.”
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<i>”</i>You know, Andy, I am paying you. Because the pigs seize any ‘illegal’ money in an instant, I set up a bank account on an asteroid for you. You’ve already got a few million units on there. You’re a rich man, er, Ascendii.”
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Andaluza shrugged. “Well, thanks then.”
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Geralt starts to look around the station. He finds sedatives. This reminds me of Jack and Faye. After walking through, Geralt finds Faye sprawled on a bed. It looks as if she fell backwards. She even has a food tray on her lap. God damn it, I thought you were smarter then this. Geralt opens the cell door, after bashing on it with a metal folding chair.
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Faye is still passed out… Not really much to do here… She hears the sounds of metal viciously hitting metal and the loud clatter of a door. She just enjoys her drug induced nap as things happen around her.
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