“You know what’s worse than dropping on Skarkon II?”
“No, what?”
“Dropping on Skarkon II with triglavians on it.”
“Seykal bowhead incoming!”
“With heavy support fleet.”
“Sound the alarm?”
“Don’t be silly, it’s a freeport, they have pinged for docking.”
“I hate freeports.”
“ONE LINE! Have your ID chips or papers ready if you have them! Uncloned individuals only! Leave all weapons outside! Take A BRACELET from the yellow box and put it on before scanning in! ONE LINE!”
“Please move along, s… What’s that? Sir, are you… Oh ■■■■. MEDIC!”
“Move along, please. One line, keep on moving. MOVE ALONG NOW.”
“Was that all of them?”
“Can’t see more.”
“There’s a convoy coming…”
“Can’t wait.”
“But they are…”
“Can’t wait, the drop’s spooling up.”
“But…”
“MOVE!”
“Well that was a thing that happened, then.”
“We lived.”
“We lived.”
“■■■■■■■ triangles.”
“I need a drink.”
“Your breath is sweet
Your eyes are like two jewels in the sky
Your back is straight, your hair is smooth
On the pillow where you lie
But I don’t sense affection
No gratitude, no love
Your loyalty is not to me
But to the stars above
One more cup of coffee for the road
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go…”
Credit
Song is not mine, but “One more cup of coffee” by Bob Dylan.