Chapter 3

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Kit finished her tea, thoughtfully; she got up, and went back to the bridge, stars at her back. Gilbert Kor swung out of her chair with a nod, formal and calm; her Second looked tidy as ever, navy-blue and silver of his Fleet uniform neatly polished and pristine, dark hair parted to the side. At the moment he also aimed a look of concern Kit’s direction, hopping back into his own seat instead of the captain’s. “Don’t ask,” Kit said, and threw herself into hers, and then blinked, and got up again. “…jelly sun-candy?” “I was hungry,” Gil said. “Sorry, Captain. New orders?” “He didn’t share the pink ones,” Serena said from the science officer’s console. Her ever-present gravity compensators glittered like jewelry, polished to perfection; they helped hold down thin bones and flyaway lightn

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