| Elizabeth McCoy ( @ 2006-06-05 12:45:00 |
| Entry tags: | drabble, fic, new_garaverse |
SH Drabble: Bad News
Haven't done these as much, eh?
The voice in her head had told her, "Go to Seth Henderson. He'll get your braintapes back." So she goes. First, the ship heads to Unar (crawling instinctive horror for their reptilian forms, and she doesn't know why).
That puts her in range of the comm-relays of civilized space. That gives her the news. Seth's dead, firebombed by the criminal Organization.
Silver (it's on her ID card; it must be her, or she must be Silver, one or the other) pounds the arms on the pilot's seat and curses, alone on the bridge.
She's on her own. It's just her.