4. MasksShe followed the sequence of jumps out of Dead Space, reversing the dance steps she'd made on her way in-system. Once again, the alarms clanged in her brain, and once again the Radiant Dragon calmly and apologetically claimed it could do nothing about them.
She emerged into normal space without incident or attack. The Ondo in her mind requested permissions to interface with the ship's systems, use the Dragon's higher order of computational ability to begin an analysis of everything that had been found. She let him get on with it; it wouldn't impinge on her brain function, and it at least meant he was usefully occupied while she commenced the tedious jump/wait/jump sequence of the Refuge approach protocols. She busied herself pursuing her regime of physical fitness. There were stil
