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maybe there’s more Kes and Shara coming because I couldn’t focus on chapter 2 today, but with the challenge thing out of the way and knowing I have a bunch of chapter 2 in the bag I did write some more of the adventures of our lil Space Latinos. And maybe I just found out two major things that I accidentally set up as minor details in the Home ‘verse. But I’m not sure about the second one. And i don’t remember how much of the first one I talked about so far.
Kes tried not to make enemies. When they were drunk and smelled terrible, it was tricky.
“Just having a drink,” he said to the man, who’d sat down way too close to him.
“Where’s your hot girlfriend?” the man asked, leering a little. “Didn’t dump you, did she?”
“Not yet,” Kes said. There were half a dozen of them, and from the look of them they were the locals who were pirates.
“Man, would you be obligated by honor to stab me if I told you how many impure thoughts I’ve had about that woman?” the man went on.
Kes rubbed his face. It was going to be one of those conversations. He didn’t have any backup here, and he only had a boxcutter in his pocket, nothing more than that. He wasn’t really prepared to throw down with a bunch of pirates. “I’m not obligated to do anything,” he said mildly, “but I guess I’d congratulate you on having a working pair of eyes.” He finished his drink and set the glass down, using the gesture to mask the once-over he gave the group.
maybe there’s more Kes and Shara coming because I couldn’t focus on chapter 2 today, but with the challenge thing out of the way and knowing I have a bunch of chapter 2 in the bag I did write some more of the adventures of our lil Space Latinos. And maybe I just found out two major things that I accidentally set up as minor details in the Home ‘verse. But I’m not sure about the second one. And i don’t remember how much of the first one I talked about so far.
Kes tried not to make enemies. When they were drunk and smelled terrible, it was tricky.
“Just having a drink,” he said to the man, who’d sat down way too close to him.
“Where’s your hot girlfriend?” the man asked, leering a little. “Didn’t dump you, did she?”
“Not yet,” Kes said. There were half a dozen of them, and from the look of them they were the locals who were pirates.
“Man, would you be obligated by honor to stab me if I told you how many impure thoughts I’ve had about that woman?” the man went on.
Kes rubbed his face. It was going to be one of those conversations. He didn’t have any backup here, and he only had a boxcutter in his pocket, nothing more than that. He wasn’t really prepared to throw down with a bunch of pirates. “I’m not obligated to do anything,” he said mildly, “but I guess I’d congratulate you on having a working pair of eyes.” He finished his drink and set the glass down, using the gesture to mask the once-over he gave the group.
