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GSS Hunter
Alliance Station
Orbiting Earth's moon
4142.7.8 Galactic
In the ship’s galley kitchen, Nick poured himself a coffee from the pot on the counter next to the large refrigerator that was recessed in the wall, then took a seat at the square faux pine dining table across from the kid. Siren slouched beside the young man on an armless wooden chair, fidgeting as usual, playing with the salt and pepper shakers. Nick hoped she didn't break them because it was Gears turn to cook so they'd need those to make whatever concoction he came up with palatable. He may be a genius with machines and inventions, but he would never be mistaken for a chef.
The kid wore an arrogant expression on his youthful features. His coal-black eyes, in contrast to his expression, were alert and reflected
