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CHYOA Guru
Nami’s hands shook as they moved over the navi-computer. She signalled to Sarlac’s Breath to confirm, and then engaged the hyperspace sequence.
And as easy as that, in a flash, Zygerria was gone – vanished away in her wake, left far behind. She was on her way. They all were.
She felt…what? Relief, elation – but as the rush of her escape faded, other emotions threatened to crash in on her. Most of all, she suddenly felt tired. Her bones ached with it.
She stumbled through to her quarters and crawled into bed. Part of her wished she could just let her ship drift and sleep for a week. At the same time, right now, she longed for company, anyone to distract her from her fears, her doubts, her guilt.
She closed her eyes and let the distant thrum of the hyperdrive lull her to sleep.
8
As soon as she closed her eyes, darkness claimed her.
...
Crack!
The red-skinned Torguta female fell on the floor moaning, a smoke flowing from burn on her breast. Nami could only watch in horror as Thassco lowered his blaster.
"What a waste of good pussy." He scowled as he looked up at her. "You really thought this would work?" He asked, as he showed Nami a cell from her blaster - he had removed it!
Nami felt her strength slip at the display of violence.
Thassco was looking at her with crutely in his eyes, and smile on his face.
