TUELLER: Tueller, fairly low: “Come on out. Safe now.”
STORY: There’s a hesitant voice from inside the cabinets.
STORY: “…No.”
MILLICENT: “How can we convince you we’re not the psionic nightmare beings?”
TUELLER: “No. Not really safe. Not yet.”
TUELLER: “But getting there.”
MILLICENT: “Do you know where we might find Vorlou?”
STORY: “…No?”
ALEJO: “Seriously, come out of the cabinets. You’re safer with us than in there.”
STORY: There’s an even longer pause.
STORY: “Is that fuckin Soto?”
TUELLER: Tueller barks laughter.
Chapter 23
STORY: Veni sighs, looking unhappy. He shakes his head. “I did not mean for any of this.”
ALEJO: “Assassinating folk has a funny way of getting messy.”
ALEJO: Alejo straps in.
STORY: “It was my first time.”
STORY: “I’m a teacher.”
STORY: “…They said I should do it for my people.”
TUELLER: “They always do.”
Chapter 21
ALEJO: “Right. Tell us a bit about that. Who are you fighting and why?”
STORY: He stiffens. “The governor.”
STORY: “I can’t say more.”
STORY: “Yes, I poisoned her. But I did not harm Teka.”
STORY: “And yes, I _did_ try to help Teka control her abilities. We trained. I am not a liar.”
STORY: “All right. Yes, I locked myself in here.”
STORY: “It seemed.. the safest choice.”
STORY: “But now it has been rather a long time, and I very much would like to go.”
TUELLER: “Ejo, your time in interrogation training was well spent.”
Chapter 20
TUELLER: “Psychics.”
TUELLER: Tueller says that, and does not say anything else.
STORY: Tariq raises an eyebrow.
STORY: “What he said.”
MILLICENT: “Psychics!”
MILLICENT: Millie doesn’t catch the tone.
ALEJO: “Wait. Psychics?” Alejo is being a smart ass.
STORY: Jac says, “Psychics how?”
TUELLER: “Science psychics.”
MILLICENT: Millie nods, smiling
STORY: “Is that even a thing?” Jac wonders.
TUELLER: “Or Psychic Science.”
Chapter 18, Part II
Chapter 18, Part I
ALEJO: I reach out and stop Millie from taking the bread, casually, so as to attract as little attention as possible while doing it.
MILLICENT: Millie shoots a quizzical look at Alejo
TUELLER: “We are submitting the defense grid so no further ships run afoul of it.”
TUELLER: Tueller does not pay attention to what’s going on with his co-captains.
ALEJO: He gives her a quick look, and then slides forward on his chair, ready to spring into action.
ALEJO: Alejo lifts the napkin off the bread, slowly, looking at it and the bread underneath.
STORY: Oh hey.
STORY: There’s a grenade in there.
TUELLER: “The bad news is…”
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Chapter 17
TUELLER: “Millie. You’re going to have to figure out which one of us is at fault, here.”
ALEJO: Alejo brightens at this and smiles.
TUELLER: “Because….well, this is probably as good a time to mention as any, but your room took a direct hit.”
TUELLER: “And whoever is at fault owes you a new wardrobe.”
MILLICENT: “Yes, someone is going to have to go retrieve my Kubawashi, because it appears to be snagged on the nose of the ship.”
ALEJO: Alejo puts his finger on his nose. “Not it.”
MILLICENT: Millie points to Tueller. “Id.” Points to herself. “Ego.” Points to Alejo “Superego.”
MILLICENT: Millie sighs, “Gentlemen, I think we need each other.
Chapter 16
ALEJO: “Oh my gods, man. We literally just found out where we might go. For an educated guy, you’re about as patient as a . . . ” He trails off looking at Tueller. “Really big guy.”
TUELLER: Alejo’s talking to an empty chair.
MILLICENT: Two
MILLICENT: Two empty chairs
MILLICENT: Millie’s swivels
ALEJO: Alejo stands and heads to the EVAs as well.
ALEJO: “When’d I become the dad?”
ALEJO: He mutters to himself and follows.
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Chapter 15
TUELLER: “You’re the captain now.”
TUELLER: “Let me know how it goes for you.”
STORY: “Oh, dear.”
TUELLER: “Heavy lies the crown.”
STORY: You spend a few hours gliding through space on a different trajectory. It’s now well into the night.
STORY: Noma beeps through again. “Sensor readouts indicate a large mass of rock, organic material, and… electronic activity.”
STORY: “Low radio signals, but whatever that is, it appears to be… on.”
TUELLER: Toggling ship wide comms: “Everyone who’s up get up here.”
TUELLER: Quietly enough not to wake deep sleepers.
TUELLER: “Sorry, you’re not the captain anymore.”
TUELLER: “Good job, though, girl.”
STORY: “Thank you, Mr. Ya’Makasi.”
Chapter 14
MILLICENT: “I am pleased to meet you, Three-Sing-Flowers.
MILLICENT: “I understand you need some help.”
MILLICENT: “Would you tell us more?”
STORY: They nod. “I am remain here. We were need help. No one will listen.”
TUELLER: “No one understands.”
STORY: They nod. “No one understands.”
STORY: “We come from very far. We ask help. They put me in small room with a machine. There is no time. We are dying.”
TUELLER: “Ahhh.”
STORY: They shake their head. “Now One and Two are gone.”
MILLICENT: “What kind of help do you need?
STORY: “I need travel.”
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