She heard the engines power down and Dagus emerged from the cockpit, pulling his uniform straight. He shot a grin at her, but she didn’t have the emotional energy to return it. She remained seated, what did a slave care about what her ‘owners’ did next? Dagus nodded at Connor, and he released the door lock, the air hissing as it equalized between the two craft. Connor was knocked backwards as the door was forced open from the other side, and a man with a cut on his forehead wearing a Federation Officer’s uniform stumbled and fell at Connor’s feet. Another figure pointing an assault weapon, stood in the doorway. This one was certainly not a federation crewman. His clothing consisted of tight, tan canvas pants, a green shirt and a black vest, but his face was the most surprising thing, she’d seldom seen such scars. An black patch covered eye, but the other was a startling blue. His hair was relatively short and mid brown. All he needed was a bloody parrot and a cutlass to complete the look.
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