A contract had been put forward by an anonymous source proposing extraction of imprisoned sentients. This wasn't Xe's normal fare, but there were mitigating circumstances. This was just a natural extension of her usual interest in securing freedom for slaves. Only these captors were better...
Space Station Kallixo
The brush of wind washed over those closest to the hallway, deceptively cool in the face of the wildfire of temperament in the room. A lone figure made for the door, arms out stretched, eyes pinpricks and locked on the sealed portal. There were no cries, just a sheen of...