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Jess used his implants to speed his mind, letting him study their new visitor carefully. The man had scrapes and cuts over his hands and face. His uniform was torn and dirty, but still clearly that of an Imperial. At one time that would have made Jess incredibly distrustful but now he barely noticed. Many of those in Admiral North’s fleet still wore their old Imperial uniforms, as much because there were no practical alternatives as for any other reason. Hell, even Clay had been an Imperial pilot.
Lucien’s dark hair was longer than Jess would have expected, and now lay lankly over his head and his forehead. The captain looked to be in his early forties, still physically fit though at that moment he looked exhausted. His eyes were studying Jess, Ali and Clay intently.
Jess turn
