Omega Force: Savage Homecoming (OF3) by Joshua Dalzelle

Author:Joshua Dalzelle [Dalzelle, Joshua]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2013-09-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

“It was an interesting experience,” Lucky admitted. “I was fully aware of what was going on around me, but my motor control and vocalization subsystems were having trouble coming back online.

“I could hear your concern, all of you, as you stood around me. It was heartening to know you cared so much, so I redoubled my efforts to reboot the affected systems.”

“So your cognitive functions came back as soon as I applied power?” Twingo asked speculatively. “I scanned with every instrument I could think of and I wasn’t getting an up or down on if your brain was booting back up.”

“Each of our … brains … is uniquely different,” Lucky explained. “You would have to know exactly what to scan for to detect it.”

“I’m just glad you’re back,” Taryn said, both hands wrapped tightly around a hot mug of chroot. She’d never gotten used to the cool temperature the crew preferred to keep the ship at. “We were scared.”

“I would never leave you alone to fend for yourself with these cretins, my dear,” Lucky said with his uniquely dry delivery.

“Cretins? Not all of us,” Twingo protested. “Mostly just Jason and Crusher actually.”

Before Jason could retort, Kage came over the intercom, “We’re ten minutes from the Diligent. Flight crew to the bridge. Immediately.”

“He knows he’s not actually in command just because he’s the only one sitting on the bridge, doesn’t he?” Twingo grumbled as they made their way up to the command deck.

They landed without incident on the Diligent’s flight deck and were pulled into the hangar. After taxiing to their usual spot, they disembarked and were met by a grim-faced Commander Bostco as well as Taryn’s parents, both of whom rushed to hug her.

“How bad is it?” Jason asked him, ignoring the glare from Taryn’s mother.

“Pretty bad,” Bostco confirmed. “They’re waiting for you in the usual place.” Jason just grunted and led the way to the port side conference room they usually met in. Once they all filed in and found a seat, Crisstof began.

“Lucky, I am overjoyed to see you have recovered,” he said, nodding to the battlesynth, who only nodded back. “Now then … since our partnership began, I’ve overlooked certain operational details of this outfit with the knowledge that sometimes it was worth it for the greater good. But, you’ve far overstepped your bounds this time, I’m afraid.

“I have been on the com with a representative of ConFed Fleet Command concerning a series of attacks on Torestellia. As you know, that planet’s status is tenuous, at best, and closely protected by the ConFed Council.”

“You mean rich guys like you like to make sure the twarlans stay happy rubes so you can continue to harvest minerals,” Jason said, in no mood to be preached at like he was an errant schoolboy. “What attacks? We were fired on by Deetz in a market square and gave chase. This isn’t exactly the most dramatic thing we’ve ever done.”

“Flying your warship down a crowded traffic lane of a city is quite dramatic, I assure you,” Crisstof said, raising his voice.

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