This week with Arlene and Jeff:
...“Ann,” she quietly said as she turned the aviators over to her Second.
“All right. Dump your flight suits for today and tomorrow and get your utilities. Meet in the designated area outside Ship in fifteen with your sidearms and pulse rifles.” After calling the group to Attention, she dismissed them.
“Well, shall we do the same?” Ann asked her partner, but suddenly, it was a moot point because Ship had changed them in an eyeblink, even returning their duty rigs with everything positioned perfectly.
“You’re going to spoil us,” Arlene said with a smile.
“I enjoy it,” Ship returned.
The two young women walked out of Ship’s main hatch and down the ramp. As they neared the area where they were to meet up with the aviators, a voice rang out.
“Get ready to die, Bitches!” Worthington screamed...
Have a goodun;
Roust