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It can't hurt to hear him out, so you nod. "I'm listening." | It can't hurt to hear him out, so you nod. "I'm listening." | ||
| - | "You've probably guessed that we're short of weapons. This delivery literally saved our lives." His gratitude shows through even as he says it, and you think you're getting your first real insight into this young officer's character. "We're prepared to pay you a captain's salary if you'll make regular shipments to our forces here. You wouldn't be part of the rebellion, technically; more like a contractor who happens to get a military payroll." He pauses, meeting your gaze through the viewscreen with an entreating look. "Will you do it?" | + | "You've probably guessed that we're short of weapons. This delivery literally saved our lives." His gratitude shows through even as he says it, and you think you're getting your first real insight into this young officer's true character. "We're prepared to pay you a captain's salary if you'll make regular shipments to our forces here. You wouldn't be part of the rebellion, technically; more like a contractor who happens to get a military payroll." He pauses, meeting your gaze through the viewscreen with an entreating look. "Will you do it?" |
The cynic in you knows that these rebels have no chance of defeating the Federation, no matter how well-armed they are. Still, the young officer's plaintive eyes touch you. You: | The cynic in you knows that these rebels have no chance of defeating the Federation, no matter how well-armed they are. Still, the young officer's plaintive eyes touch you. You: | ||
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It can't hurt to hear him out, so you nod. "I'm listening."
"You've probably guessed that we're short of weapons. This delivery literally saved our lives." His gratitude shows through even as he says it, and you think you're getting your first real insight into this young officer's true character. "We're prepared to pay you a captain's salary if you'll make regular shipments to our forces here. You wouldn't be part of the rebellion, technically; more like a contractor who happens to get a military payroll." He pauses, meeting your gaze through the viewscreen with an entreating look. "Will you do it?"
The cynic in you knows that these rebels have no chance of defeating the Federation, no matter how well-armed they are. Still, the young officer's plaintive eyes touch you. You:
