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Sexy Space Babes: Chapter Forty Nine
🕑 Added 2021-06-02 05:23:59 +0000 UTCPain exploded out from her knee.
“You shot me!?” She attempted to cry, but all that came out was something more akin to the strangled yowl of some backwoods animal.
Her leg was on fire. She could smell cooked meat. She felt sick. Whether from the pain or the thought of her own flesh being seared, she knew not.
“Toughen up princess,” the human said from somewhere behind her. “It was a low powered shot, given that I didn’t want to accidentally blow your leg off. Not out of any concern for you, you have to understand, but I have a feeling I’m going to need to keep you breathing and conscious for the next step of my plan.”
She felt something shove her off her seat, sending pain lancing up her damaged limb as she hit the floor. She howled in pain, naturally. She could hear the sound of fingers pattering across her command interface, before the human spoke again.
“I want all of you over by that wall where I can see you. Hands in the air, and no funny business. I might have needed this sack of shit alive, but the rest of you are all too expendable.”
Gritting her teeth, she managed to open her eyes to view the bridge through her tears. As the human had asked, her bridge crew were standing up and gingerly moving toward the back wall. Craning her neck, she found Jason sitting in her seat, one hand tapping away at her control-pad while the other kept a – not entirely steady aim – pointed at her crew.
Given that he was distracted by that, his typing speed seemed to be suffering, but nonetheless, it didn’t take long at all for her to hear the distinctive sound of the bridge’s door locks engaging.
“That’s better,” Jason sighed. “Wouldn’t want anyone interrupting our little romantic soiree on the bridge.”
“I’ll kill you for this,” Hela hissed, all thoughts of profit forgotten in the face of the agony pulsing out from her knee. “As the Goddesses as my witness, I will flay the very flesh from your bones.”
“Kinky,” he muttered, not even looking at her. “Ah shit, of course they’re demanding confirmation. Just my luck it’s not entirely automated.”
Leaning down, he fixed her headset, which had come loose at some point in the last two minutes.
“Your head engineer is asking for confirmation on your recently issued order to vent all the fuel they’ve collected,” he said. “Give it to her.”
“Eat shit,” she grunted.
Pain flared in her ankle and she screamed, as the smell of burned flesh grew in intensity.
He sighed. “You know, I thought I’d enjoy this. Getting revenge on you for everything you’ve put me through. All the people you forced me to kill to get up here. Fortunately for you, I’m not enjoying this. So please, for both our sakes, tell the engineer to vent the fucking fuel before I have to shoot you a third time.”
She wanted to resist. To tell him to go to the Deep.
She couldn’t though. It hurt too much. So when her headset came to life with the sound of her frantic engineering asking why in the Empress’s name she’d received an order to vent the fuel they’d just collected, she did as she was asked.
“Do as I command,” she sobbed. “Or I’ll have you shot.”
For just a moment, she wished the woman on the other end would argue the seemingly ridiculous order. But she didn’t.
“Disadvantages of an institutional caste system and a feudal government, eh?” Jason chuckled, as if reading her thoughts. “The little people don’t question the big ones.”
She grunted, the pain in her knee and ankle too much for her to banter. More than that, she felt defeated. If her head of engineering had done as she asked, then the hydrogen they’d collected would already be spewing uselessly back out into space.
Which was a significantly faster process than collecting it in the first place.
I’m done, she thought morosely. Any second now, an Imperial naval ship could show up, and we’re in no position to resist them.
Hell, they hadn’t been even prior to a psychotic human occupying the bridge. Even the Whisker might have been able to give the Maw a run for its money if they hadn’t gotten the drop on Tisi’s ship.
“How did you manage to get in here?” she asked, curious as to how he’d pulled it off in spite of herself. “Kill my head of security and steal her keycard?”
“Nope.” The human chuckled, sounding just as tired as she felt. “While I appreciate that you think I could fight your head of security and whatever posse of goons she’s got with her, I figured it was safer to just go around them.”
“How?” They’d been so sure he was trapped in the cargo area. Her chief of security was incompetent, but even she wasn’t so incompetent that the human would have been able to just slip past her and her people.
“Same way I won the combat exercise that got me stranded out here in the first place,” Jason said, his voice sounding a little distant. “Snuck here through the vents. Which is a lot less fun than it sounds.”
Fun? It sounded torturous. Sure, she supposed the human might have been able to fit, barely, but he would have had to crawl through hundreds of meters of ducts, including dozens of twists and turns.
She shuddered, just imagining it.
“You’re insane,” she said finally.
He shrugged, before wincing as the action apparently caused some forgotten ache in his shoulder to twinge. “Just desperate.”
No, he was insane, she decided. No one could be desperate enough to do what… he’d done. Death was preferable to… that.
“Ma’am,” a familiar voice came through her headset, interrupting her musings. “Is everything ok? My keycard, doesn’t seem to be working?”
The voice was accompanied by a knocking on the bridge door.
Apparently, her head of security had returned.
“My people are still searching for the human, but rest assured, he’ll be found soon enough.”
Hela wanted to curse at the woman, to tell her that the damned human had already been found, and he was standing right next to her. She didn’t though. As she felt the warm barrel of a pistol press into her shoulder.
The message was clear.
“Then keep searching,” she grunted with a scowl. “And don’t return until you find him.”
“I… ah… will do, ma’am,” the woman responded.
Hela sighed, letting her head rest against the cool metal of the floor. It was hardly the most dignified look in the world, but for the first time in… well, ever really, she found she didn’t care.
Nor did she find she cared when twelve minutes later an Imperial destroyer roared into existence and started broadcasting demands for the Maw’s immediate surrender.
She was done.
For now, at least.
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Jason couldn’t believe what he was hearing as he sat in the medical bay of the Pulse.
“It’s not a miracle cure or anything like that,” explained the Shil’vati doctor opposite him. The guy was sitting on a stool beside his bed, tapping away at an omni-pad. “The drug serves to weaken any mental pathways you may have created as a result of the last twenty-four hours.”
Jason nodded gingerly, ignoring the twinge in his neck as he did so. Shil’vati medical tech was good, but even it couldn’t compensate for him totally running his body ragged yesterday. Even after a brief nap, he still felt sore all over.
“Will it mess with my memories?” he asked warily.
The male alien cocked his head. “A little. Some details of what you went through may become hazy for a while, before becoming less so as your brain fills in blanks created by the drug.”
Jason nodded as he gingerly slipped into his jumpsuit. He didn’t much like the sound of that, but he liked the sound of developing some kind of PTSD as a result of his ‘rampage’ even less. Perhaps it was cowardly of him to just… surrender those memories to a drug induced haze, but it was what it was.
Besides, the drugs he’d been administered were apparently available as standard for any soldier who’d seen action, so clearly there was something to them.
“I assume that’s why your CO insisted I fill out my after-action report in exhausting details before I took them?” he asked.
The doctor nodded. “Just so. Captain Hellads doesn’t want any possible complications in this case. To avoid any claims that you are no longer a reliable witness as a result of the treatment, the AAR will serve as your testimony.”
Plus, they had the data from his helmet cam.
Jason was about to ask another question when there was a small knock on the door. Neither man had time to respond before it slid open, revealing a uniform clad Tisi.
“Is he ready?” she asked without prompting, looking at the doctor.
The man sighed, before turning his gaze back to Jason. “Now, nobody can force you to take it, but I fully recommend that you seek some kind of aid from a mental health professional.”
Jason just nodded. “Yeah, I will.”
He meant it too. He wasn’t about to be a tough guy about this. If the doc said he needed to see a shrink as a result of all this, then that was what he would do.
The doctor nodded, apparently satisfied.
“He’s all yours, ma’am,” he said, turning to Tisi.
She nodded. “Come on, recruit. Let’s get you out of the good doctor’s hair.”
The pair of them stepped out into the hall and started walking through the halls of the destroyer. As they did, crew members stopped to stare at him as they passed, often respectfully stepping out of the way as they did. It was weird. More so than usual, because while Jason was accustomed to being stared at, it was usually with either lust or curiosity.
Not awe, he thought.
Deliberately trying to take his mind off it, he turned to look at Tisi.
This was the first time he’d seen her since, well, everything. And it was just as awkward as he imagined it might be in those brief few moments he’d considered it before hopping into a mech and leaping towards what he’d honestly thought might have been his doom.
“Permission to speak freely, ma’am?” he asked delicately.
Tisi just kept walking, gaze squarely ahead of them, and for just a moment he wondered if she was going to ignore the question.
Eventually, she did speak, though she kept her gaze firmly ahead as she did.
“Using ‘ma’am’ again, are we?” she asked.
Jason coughed, vaguely remembering that he had dropped that particular honorific at some point during his touch down on the Maw’s hull.
Why had he done that again? Oh yeah, he thought he was going to die and it seemed cool. Unfortunately, he hadn’t been lucky enough to die, and now he had to face the music.
“Well, uh…”
“Don’t.” Tisi sighed. “Just don’t."
His mouth slammed shut.
“Here’s how it’s going to be, I’m going to talk, and you are going to listen. Is that clear, private?”
“Yes, ma’am,” he didn’t quite squeak but it was a close thing.
“I’m glad you’re alive,” she said. “Let me get that out there first.”
He found a smile creeping across his features, before Tisi finally turned to look at him and got a proper view of her expression. She was… not happy.
“However, if you had died, you wouldn’t have had anyone else to blame but yourself!” She wasn’t quite yelling, but her whispers managed to give off the impression that she really wanted to. “The navy, the marines, the entire empress-damned military functions because it works together. One mind, one body, one soul.”
He nodded slowly, but that was apparently the wrong thing to do, because that only made Tisi look more pissed.
“Oh, you agree do you?” she asked. “Then why is it that at the first sign of trouble, you chose to completely disregard the chain of command and run off to do your own thing?”
He momentarily considered opening his mouth, but thought better of it.
“You know what doing what you did tells me?” she hissed. “It tells me that you don’t trust me. Don’t trust me to make the right decisions. Don’t trust me with your safety.”
This time his mouth did open, and the beginnings of an argument did begin to leak out before she cut him off, stopping in her tracks to face him, ignoring the startled glance from a crewwoman who happened to be walking past.
“Not when things are tough! And nothing you can say will convince me otherwise, because the moment – the moment – there was even a hint of danger you chose to do what you thought was best.”
He had no argument for that. None at all. Because that was exactly what he’d done. From the very first moment they’d met. And Tisi was hurt. He could see it now. Underneath all that anger and indignation was a sensation of betrayal.
“Tisi I-” he started to say, only for her to cut him off.
“Don’t,” she said, turning to continue walking. “Just don’t. You said all you needed to say a few hours ago.” She sighed. “I’m glad you’re alive, Jason. I really am. And what you accomplished was incredible. You turned that entire situation around single handedly. More importantly, boarding teams found forty-two Rakiri in cryostasis in Hela’s ship, all of whom owe their continued freedom to you.”
She paused. “Which is why I’m sorry to say that after this, I’m putting in a formal request to have you transferred off my sh… crew. Talented or not, I can’t have someone under my command who doesn’t trust me to act in their best interests.”
He felt his heart sink. He liked Tisi. Respected her as both a person and his leader. Which was why her disappointment hurt so much. From anyone else, he probably wouldn’t have cared. From Tisi though? Well, he wasn't exactly feeling great as they continued to stride through the halls of the ship. Not just from the knowledge that he’d hurt a person he’d honestly thought was a friend, but that he’d soon be separating from the people he’d come to know and like amongst the Whisker’s crew.
Yaro, Kernathu, Assisse, Scales, Glider, Cerilla… hell, even Rocket.
“For what it’s worth, ma’am, I’m sorry.” He said finally.
Not for what he'd done. Perhaps it was arrogance on his part, but he still thought he'd made the right call. Reckless as it might have been. No, he was sorry he'd hurt her.
Tisi tensed for just a second, before visibly forcing herself to relax.
“Empress above, Hela was right – that bitch – I am a sucker for a pretty face.” She chuckled. “A single sorry and a fluttered eyelash and I’m actually considering not sending that request.”
He smiled sadly, knowing that she was mostly joking. The pair continued walking in silence.
A shuttle sat waiting in the Pulse’s surprisingly spacious hangar bay. He was surprised to see the crew of the Whisker all awkwardly standing there – with the notable exception of Yaro, who looked as dignified as she always did.
Shouldn’t they have been repairing the ship?
Across from them and lined up in parade formation stood what he believed was near the entirety of the Pulse’s crew. Because if it wasn’t, the Pulse had a significantly larger compliment than even its larger size relative to the Whisker would suggest. At the very back, stood near the ramp of the shuttle were the Pulse’s officers, Captain Hellads stood proudly at the fore.
As Jason and Tisi stepped into the bay, the whole room fell silent.
“Is this… for me?” he tentatively whispered.
Tisi shrugged. “I did say what you did was impressive.”
“You didn’t seem that impressed,” he murmured as his gaze ran along the dozens of Shil’vati.
“I had reason to be less impressed with your heroics than most,” the woman reminded him as they walked down the aisle. “These people do not.”
“Present arms!” a heavy-set woman near the other captain called.
Jason nearly jumped as, despite the fact that he was outranked by just about every feasible member of the military he could possibly meet, every hand present came up to salute as he passed.
Most prominently, including Captain Hellam’s.
“Christ on a stick,” he whispered, not entirely of his own volition.
Despite everything that was going on between them, Tisi still managed to level a smirk in his direction – albeit one that was loaded with schadenfreude.
“Welcome to the big leagues, private.” Her grin widened. “You’re a hero now.”
Tisi brought him to her fellow captain, then stepped back, turned, and offered her own formal salute. Jason turned, holding back a well of emotion as he returned the gesture. Then he did the same for Hellam – wondering if he hadn’t just committed some kind of faux pax by not returning her salute first.
Though if he had, the woman gave no indication of it as her hand finally came down. Along with everyone else’s.
The captain smiled. “While you haven’t been here long, I would just like to say that it’s been an honor to have you aboard, private.”
She offered her fist, which Jason bumped gratefully.
“Ah, thank you, ma’am, though, uh, I don’t know what else to say, ma’am.”
The woman next to her chuckled, and with a quick glance at her black uniform, Jason realized that the other officer must have been the head of the marine contingent aboard.
“You don’t have to say a damn thing, son.” She laughed. “The tusk-twisting you laid down on that traitorous slaving piece of Turox-shit speaks for you.”
Captain Hellam glanced at the other woman with a put-upon expression, but eventually looked back at him with a smile. “Not exactly how I would have put it, but essentially correct. Your actions have spoken louder than words ever could.”
He felt more than a little uncomfortable, standing there, with everyone gazing at him in awe.
Mercifully, Tisi decided to take pity on him.
“Permission to depart, Captain?”
“Permission granted, Captain,” Hellam responded. They exchanged salutes, before Tisi gestured for Jason and the rest of her crew to clamber into the shuttle. It was only as the shuttle ramp started to close behind them that he finally allowed himself to relax.
“So,” he said, rubbing his hands together, “what did you all get up to while I was gone?”
Comments
Zachary
Honestly that is the most reasonable response Tisi could have. Jason did basically say to the entirety of his crew, and higher command, that he didn't trust his Captain. I wouldn't be surprised to hear about Tisi facing a demotion or some Admiral (assuming the Shil'vati have a similar naming convention to their rank) chewing her out for what Jason did.
Kuratenshi
Sadness. I'm going to miss Yaro. Sneaky fluff is best fluff.
Matt Bradock
Well. Gotta say, I'm absolutely hooked on this story. Truly curious where will it go now
Carter Dohoney
I discovered this series today... and damn, it's been a hell of a binge.
Sean
While I like the crew of the whisker I’m very excited to see where Jason goes next.
Andrew Jones
Man I just started reading this series yesterday ever through all the chapters and I need more excited to see where it goes, although a shame he has to leave the ship 😭
Julien Barrette
Tisi’s reaction is completely understandable, from a CO’s perspective. I would recommend Jason for Special Forces or Operator training, as it is plain that he is NOT a team player despite being a very competent soldier.
SquiddlyWinks
I got a fever, and the only prescription, is more SSB
Damian
Well his next ship duty assignments are gonna be fun. 1. Clean out exomech 2. Repair exomech 3. Install thrusters on exomech
Damian
Why is Tisi calling him a "recruit?" He passed Basic...
Richard McCain
I just thought about something interesting... Jason's orders and location were deemed classified. This could work to their advantage hugely. No one really knew what he was there for, only that he supposedly pissed off a noble. They can twist this any way they want to.
Chris Swanson
Hellam, or Hellads?
TwoRavens
Tact isn't his strong suit. He's even admitted as such. But I have a feeling he's going to get seriously yelled at by basically everyone.
TwoRavens
She *almost* said ship. So that is definitely interesting.
Jean Lussier
Agreed with Epikos, it cannot be too short, or else the whole story of meeting new people will seem useless.
Epikos
This speaks volumes of the characterization that I want some time with Jason and half of the crew before he leaves. Especially Tisi, Yaro, Assisse, and Kernathu.
Epikos
As someone who was former military, I 100% understand where Tisi is coming from, but Jason did the best thing he could with the information he had. To me, this was the perfect way to end this event. I honestly wouldn't mind if Jason and Tisi sleep together before he heads off to whatever new adventure awaits. Honestly, I would love a chapter with Yaro, too. And one with Assisse and Kernathu for their perspectives on things. Especially with the former and how she played such hard devil advocate that she convinced herself that it would be better to give Jason up. I would like to see what happens if that's mentioned since the Sergeant is also the one who trained and drilled Jason into CQC clearing tactics. Honestly, if we could get 3 more chapters of "resolution" before Jason's next adventure, I think that'll do it. But whatever happens from here, I'm freaking game. I'm glad I got the patreon!
Sheeprat
I think its time for jason to be transferd to commando training
Shorlas Magaskawee
Not sending, at this point. I suspect the mood will change when she is no longer under the gaze of the other crew. But speaking in "official military" logic. Dude just shit all over her, all over her crew, all over their respect for Tisi and for him. What he did by blowing her off and stealing equipment is at best grounds for kicking him off their crew and sending him someplace else. At worst it's life in prison for treason.
Ripley Riley
"He smiled sadly, knowing that she was mostly joking." Wait, was she joking about kicking him off her crew or not sending the transfer request?
weedgamer420
hopefully they recovered kernathu's mech, or jason can use his newfound prestige to wrangle her a new one
Chimera
Odd how she specifies "Crew" instead of "Ship". One of these is not like the other.
NeWorlDark
I mean in fairness to Jason, I also wouldn't have 100% trusted the decision making of someone whose friend was a species trafficker.
Shorlas Magaskawee
I am of the expectation that he won't be leaving Tisi and her crew. In fact... I am of the belief, and hope, that come of his cadet cadre will end up coming out to visit rather than him leaving to visit them. Now that he has become a local hero/legend I bet word of him is going to make it back to more populated space and a few key individuals he met at the Crucible are going to learn of his location and engage with him.
Thenais
next chapter he will probably learn of tisi dedication to protect him. then they will make up in bed before he flew to new horizons. which annoys me quite a bit to ditch so much good characters behind, but it's the style of this story.
Nate D.
As a former military individual that did serve in war time operations, you're mostly spot on with a lot of your points to my mind. The one disagreement I have and it's only mild is that the military I served in and the Empires seems to have some very flipped differences regarding protecting the "weaker sex" and that's about it. Yes absolutely politics gets played out like we saw in this story. It's just usually not as blatantly on the nose with a sledgehammer. It does happen however and probably more than you realize. Someone happens to be the nephew of a Congressman? Yeah - he gets his first duty station choice or job skill no questions asked. The reason I say that is during investure (background investigations, and such that do happen) they would have contacted his immediate family and friends and one of them would have mentioned it. It would come out somewhere during their time in MEPS or bootcamp at the very latest as their congressman or senator relative WOULD show up most likely unless they are some sort of black sheep of the family. Now, if I had done the same thing as Jason? I'd have faced an Inquiry at minimum and probably have been brought up on charges ranging from disobeying a direct order to conduct unbecoming or unauthorized absence in the face of the enemy. No, I'm not making those up either. Now, he did overall have a positive effect and a win. Doesn't matter to the military usually if you disregarded your C.O. directly ordering you to return to your post. You. ARE. toast. I fully expect that Tisi and Jason will set the uniforms aside, will sit the entire crew down in fact in a rented conference room off the ship and both explain how he thought things to the conclusion he felt he had to act on and will give them a few human movies to watch - Band of Brothers, Saving Private Ryan, Gladiator, Man on Fire. Would be a good start I think. To show what we our indomitable wills can accomplish if we believe in doing the right thing hard enough. I think after watching them the entire crew would view him and any other humans in a different light. That we may be smaller, but we are way way more determined to not fail when things like the people we care for or people we believe in are on the line. I know I've had to keep going when laying down and dying would be much easier and I think that this escapade of Jason was written in that same vein. I would ALSO very much like to see how the situation with Assisse is going to play out when it's mentioned she was talking of saving her own purple skin by throwing Jason to Hela's clutches. I suspect it's going to be... interesting how that gets dragged out of the dark and the light shined on it.
blackwolf393
I mean really, there needs to be a no shit heart to heart with tisi about what it means to be a human in the military. Rank is law 99% of the time, of course. But, in combat that gets thrown the fuck out pretty quick. If you see a situation that needs killing and you are in a position to do so, you do it. When push comes to shove, he didnt have faith in his crew(rightfully so) and they need to realize they fucked this all up. Also, there might need to be a quick rundown on human warfare because there are at least 30 events in history where a lone man has done some fucky shit because the situation demanded it.
Shorlas Magaskawee
Oh... another thought. The splashback that a certain Nighkru is going to get. Even if she is totally innocent(Which I doubt) this is going to splashback on her I bet. Because for Hela to get into this sort of trade, this sketchy diplomat would be the easiest way to make such connections and be a very convenient point of communication for this project... So sucks to be her right now.
Shorlas Magaskawee
I think you are right here. But also keep in mind, Tisi has only spoken to him in a professional environment so far. She might be down right giddy thrilled and *ahem* moist between the legs as she fangirls over this all herself at the moment. But given their location she has to keep a firm reign on things and project her disappointment in his disobedience. I suspect we will see a very strong change of tone from her as soon as she is out of sight and out of ear shot of another larger crew. Jason is of course still in for one hell of a tongue lashing of course, but I suspect when lurking eyes and ears are no longer an issue he is going to get some very mixed messaging.
Shorlas Magaskawee
Honestly I suspect it won't carry much weight or matter much. I expect she will be all "Why didn't you tell me?!" To which he is likely to respond with "Evidence was weak, you are her friend thus would confront her in a personal capacity rather than a professional, and I already feel guilty I almost killed the person I didn't like much less what would happen if it were you that went in soft instead of hard" and she will grumble... then the subject will drop.
Shorlas Magaskawee
Naaah. I can't see either of those things happening. 6 months ago that may have been in the cards. But... the writing for this story has become less campy and more serious. Pretty sure that has something to do with the fact it's pushing $4,000 a month now. Practically a full time job. Though while the story is less campy now, I am glad as it keeps me interested. But on the other hand, I am glad it was campy to begin with because otherwise it would not have hooked me at the start.
Shorlas Magaskawee
I suspect that in this particular case the reversed gender roles and the weight that carries had little to do with these events. I think it's more the fact that this entire situation literally happened because of him, and he has no reason to respect this military's ability to solve literally any problem ever.
Shorlas Magaskawee
Well, she does have to whip him with the chain of command for a bit to remind him it does exist. He did break about every third rule on his way out the door.
Shorlas Magaskawee
Looks like it's time for Jason and Tisi to take their personal relationship up a level. I am not saying they should fuck, in fact I wouldn't want them to at this point. But certainly think they need to proverbially step outside of uniform in order for him to get a chance to explain why he saw fit to jump ship and go ham. He is fresh out of basic training, and sure he learned unit cohesion there and got a glimpse into respecting command chains. But immediately as he's leaving and the lessons are still fresh it's all destroyed right in front of him by some spoiled brat being able to shit him into the wind and put him on a highly mixed unit ship where the command chain is foggy at best and barely respected at all. Then, the dude ends up finding a problem nobody else seems to see, finds evidence for it, and turns it over to the Interior gal he doesn't like and barely respects. Only for her to run off and in his mind he gets her killed.(We still don't know the results of this for sure. Hell, Interior gal could have been on that 5th ship that turns rogue to help Hela escape and thus died, or could have been on one of the other four and survived.) Add in one of the biggest and most loved HFY tropes, the fact that a human bonds with their crew as family and will break every rule and every law to protect their family. Add on top of that, that Jason largely believes that his brashness and panic in exposing the info about Hela may have been absolutely his fault and you got a guy twice as determined to resolve the issue. Throw onto the pile that this is the first time he has ever seen Tisi presented with a 'crunch' situation so has no idea how she is as a leader, but what he does know is the military tends to make decisions at a crawl so he really has no reason to expect her to come up with an answer or solution in the 15 or 20 minutes they had before she could flee... Plus the 42 lives that were on the line as well. Granted he did not know they were there at the time, but this entire chain of events all happened because he was betting on that. No way he could back off on it after all the shit hit the fan. It is my hope that Jason will say on the crew. But I don't want it to be because the crew demands it, or because Tisi gets her request vetoed by some noble cunt with hurt feelings a hundred planets away. I want it to be because her and Jason set ranks aside, and have a heart to heart. Because she got to see the soul of humanity. I am also eager to see what sort of comedic reactions we get from our resident meek engineer gives. While Jason did just destroy her exo which it sounds like she has spent years working on. (Though I am sure a rather sly messaye from Jason to a certain new admirer on a destroyer could result in a brand new one in the mail) Yet I am sure him going ultra badass with the exo will also play into one or more of her other unexplored fantasies. Then... Yaro. I get the idea that the Rakiri are a very honorbound and warrior like culture so I am sure Yaro is chomping at the bit for another round of alone time with Jason after this. But, perhaps the biggest one for me. I have been wishing to see Kelu get more screen time ever since Jason left that party. I really hope that the rescue of several dozen more Rakiri and answers as to their vanishing numbers will bring Kelu back on screen.
FizzerXCIV
Honestly it’s not as if Tisi had any better plans that wouldn’t ultimately result in the crew dead and/or Jason enslaved. And if he had brought up his own plan with the crew he would be right in not trusting them to trust in him. They would never have let him try to do what he did. Jason was absolutely right to not put his trust in the group here, especially when the group was even entertaining the idea of handing him over. I think Tisi should have taken this as a very serious wake up call to stop underestimating the human rather than a challenge to her position. She doesn’t understand that Jason comes from a place where trust is hard earned, not given by rank.
Justin Eames
How is Tisi going to respond when she finds out Jason is responsible for the interior's interdiction on Hela? He stayed on the Maw out of a sense of responsibility in my head.
OneAngle Heaven
So where to? deaths head commando training with force group orgy to further unit cohesion.
Richard McCain
Jesus... Jason my man.... why did you say that? Tisi already read you the riot act for her own part, what the hell do you think the others will say? Yaros no problem she probably thinks it was the manliest thing ever. Everyone else tho? Smh lol. Though to be fair, they did have a split crew over whether they should give him up.
Mark
I think this was an opportunity for him to describe the dissonance he must feel being in a reverse morality culture. Perhaps to ask how the captain would have acted had their situations been reversed.
Tim Speller
Awwww Tisi noooo :(
Blue Fishcake
Tisi didn't :(
Dirk Wallace
Bruh, he had no reason to trust his crew, though. All they did was debate whether or not to give him up with the little time they had, lol.
Papa Pepperoni
This is the problem with following a series as it's being wrote. I just want to read the entire thing. Thanks for another chapter!
