[ It's not sitting very well with her that she's wound up in a situation with existing tensions. She's almost resentful, the sentiment rising from her gut to her chest like a meal gone bad. ]
Then everyone got together for beers and the whole thing blew over. [ Hah. They should be so lucky. ]
No, I'm afraid not. Apparently, the survivors from a sister planet tracked the Moira for a long time. Their behavior was strange: they gave us several weeks' warning and offered a chance to negotiate, but it seemed that they were set on attacking from the beginning.
So they did and they lost. It was extremely unpleasant... the ships merged. Glass everywhere. My eye, my arm, and part of my face were all glass for a while.
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Then everyone got together for beers and the whole thing blew over. [ Hah. They should be so lucky. ]
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No, I'm afraid not. Apparently, the survivors from a sister planet tracked the Moira for a long time. Their behavior was strange: they gave us several weeks' warning and offered a chance to negotiate, but it seemed that they were set on attacking from the beginning.
So they did and they lost. It was extremely unpleasant... the ships merged. Glass everywhere. My eye, my arm, and part of my face were all glass for a while.