17: Keelin
Keelin
Keelin watched as five of the Boreas spread out. Ugly things, but powerful—enhanced boosters, and the Collective had modded them with extra weapons. As far as she could tell, anyway. She’d asked, but Tallia wasn’t giving anything away.
Might not know herself. But Keelin doubted that.
The woman sat next to Keelin, in the tech’s seat. Not that she was doing much with tech. And she wasn’t a great co-pilot either. Most of the time she sat in silence, staring into space or scowling at Keelin.
Her skin was blue. Deep blue, almost black, but still blue. Still the colour she used to freak people out.
Like that would work with Keelin!
“Closing in,” Tallia said, and the data in Keelin’s lenses flickered, the images updating. Dots on a black background, markers rather than
