(A-Z Challenge, read sequentially from A-Z! [Hint: Click HERE and scroll to the bottom.] Or don’t, that’s fine, too.)

“Integrity of the hull is intact,” just to contradict, or maybe spite him, the proximity alarm sounded followed shortly by another impact that sounded through the ship. “It turns out getting through these fields is harder than it looks, huh, Ann?” Jabari said lightly. Ann wanted to practice her navigation ability. Not being too attached to the hunk of metal, Jabari didn’t mind her scratching it up a bit.

“Shut it, Jabi. I’ve got this,” Ann said.

He knew she did, and in truth, knew she was quite competent when it came to getting this brick of a ship through its paces. Give them both a decent flier and they would both be fighting over the pilot’s seat. “I know you do, chief. Good thing, too, because you keep calling me that it’s going to be just you and the psychopath running this tin can.”

A hand softly hit the back of Jabari’s head, feeling more like a tap. He turned and regarded dark green eyes flecked with pixels of light every now and again. “This psychopath still has ears, Jabari. There is no need for petty insults; we are all friends here.”

“Ha, that’s a good one. You seem to forget that all those times you lose your shit you’re, well, losing your shit, Sag. Hard things happen in those times, people get hurt, and you don’t seem to give to flights about it,” Jabari said accusingly moving to sit in the co-pilots seat, turning away from Sag.

Sag turned to Ann, “This rendezvous is taking much too long, Ann. We need to be on our way,” Sag turned and left the pilot’s deck, disappearing out the small corridor.

Ann shook her head and spun the chair to face Jabari. “He’s right. We need to finish topping off the tanks and reserves then go.”

“To Ganymede then?” Jabari asked looking to her.

She shook her head again, “No, Jabari, I’m sorry. We can’t go see your home, yet, we need to make our way to Venus’ Palisades.”

Jabari sighed, “Never expected to make it there anyway. Might I be so bold as to ask why?”

Ann turned to look out at the consuming darkness with pin hole hints of light as high and low as she could see, “Mar is waiting for us there, Jabi, we need to make sure he dies this time.”

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