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We ran to the LCPD office on the main terminus concourse so I could raid the armoury. The place was empty, everyone no doubt fully occupied at the Axis. I pulled on a flex-armour suit and made Janet do the same, stuck my Sig to the mag-strip on my right hip and a spare to the one on my left, then hefted a Steyr G80 assault carbine from the weapons rack. It was micro-grav adapted with adjustable recoil absorption and a bulbous spherical stock. I slammed in a mag of 5mm caseless and loaded a standard hi-ex into the grenade launcher under the barrel.
“Ever fire a gun in micro-grav?” I asked Janet, offering her a Sig.
“I’ve never fired a gun.” She held up her hands, flexing slender fingers. “Besides, I’m already armed.”
We ran for the Axis entrance, me struggling to keep up with Janet’s
