Chapter Seventeen
September 30, 2230, Mars, Unity City, Sahoma Space Port, Aboard the Argo
The remaining journey from Earth to Mars had preceded without incident, unless Wei doing a kicking prisyadka-style Russian victory dance counted or Malcolm’s continuing murder of anything resembling sensible fashion. Despite the coming mission, there was no tension on the Argo. People spent the interval taking turns in the nano-AR room or playing darts together, risking additional strange dancing. It was almost like a short, calming vacation, even though they were going to Mars to investigate the Core.
Jia was sitting across from Erik at one of the galley tables. Malcolm came over as well. Emma was also present, wearing her classic white dress instead of one of her more elaborate costumes. A vague
