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Not far from here turned out to be a two-hour journey. Lulled by the soothing hum of the engines and the lure of the comfortable recliner, years of military training to rest when she could, ensured that Jane slipped into a light doze.
A change in the sound of the engines as they dropped out of FTL woke her and she sat up, blinking and ruffling her hair so it wasn’t flat. Pure feminine vanity. She’d lived in trenches and barracks for months at a time and never bothered about her appearance. For some reason with Karryl it was an entirely different matter.
“Coming up on the outpost now,” the big warrior announced, his voice low and gruff. He hadn’t slept but didn’t appear fatigued at all. A comment Daaynal had made a few days ago came to mind. The Lathar were experts at tinkering with ge
