This is still unedited and I am having second thoughts about a couple of character names. I haven’t finished writing this yet but I have been talking about giving everyone a sneak peek, so here it is! A quick glance at Galaxing Around. I haven’t gotten a cover yet but it’s in the works.
She exited her room and almost sprinted to the engine room. Maybe those two idiots had some good news for her. Or tell her that the engine they got was a complete waste of time. She really needed to get a new set of engineers or maybe just one, then she wouldn’t have to pay as much. She’d most likely end up with some craggy old male with no sense of humor who would demand more money than what she paid the twins already. Never mind replacing them. She would pay them less and buy more alcohol for herself. It wasn’t like she had anything else to keep her busy. Stupid male. No sense of loyalty or caring about mate marks.
She hit the keyboard next to the engine room and opened the door. “Hey, you two fracking idiots have any news for me?” A set of legs was sticking out from underneath the engine board.
“Not really.”
She glanced over her shoulder and saw the twins sitting on a couple of crates, a card game between them. “Who’s fixing the engine?”
Kell looked up from the cards in his hand. “Verdal’s fixing it.” He turned back to his cards and dropped two face down on the crate.
“Why aren’t you two fixing the engine?”
“Because those fracking idiots have no clue how to fix a fusion engine,” Verdal growled from beneath the control panel.
“If you didn’t know how to fix one of these why did you talk me into getting one?” she growled.
Fell dropped a card on the crate and drew two from the stack. “It’s pretty to look at, unlike that hunk of junk we had before.”
Kell grimaced and dropped three cards. “Plus we lost a bet against Kip.”
“Are you fracking serious?!” Kria grabbed her com. “Kip you are needed in the engine room immediately. You two stop sitting there and find us a port that has a fusion repair shop or something. You two will learn how to fix this!”
The door slid open revealing a fit man with graying hair and a cybernetic arm. “Kip, did you know that these two didn’t know how to fix a fusion engine when you made that bet with them?”
Kip growled at the twins. “You told!”
Fell shrugged and stuffed the cards in his shirt pocket. “We like our throats were they are. Besides if she beats the crap out of you then we have some form of entertainment.”
Kria growled in frustration. “Help Verdal fix this now!”
The speakers crackled as they came on. “Captain, we seem to have acquired the attention of a possible hostile ship.”
“What is the current status, Neera?” Great just another headache she needed.
“They are currently scanning my hull. I took the liberty of changing my serial code and the name on my hull, along with my current paint job.”
She sighed. “Hopefully that will be enough. I guess spending all those credits on the Chameleon Program was worth it.”
“I think you need to find a stress reliever Captain.” Fell chuckled as Kria turned pink.
“I’m going to kill all of you,” Kria growled. Sometimes being the only female on board really sucked.
“Torture me before you kill me. It makes awesome foreplay,” Verdal chuckled.
She snorted. “You’re such a perv.”
“Only for you, zemera.”
The speakers crackled again as Neera came back on the overhead. “Captain, I have identified the ship as part of the Lorakas Galactic Federation.”
“Just great. Anything else? Like they cancelled the bounty on my head?”
“Negative. They have doubled the bounty and any Federation officer that captures you receives a hefty payout along with a promotion within the ranks. You have become the Golden Goose.”
“Fuck me,” she groaned.
“I’m sorry Captain but I am physically incapable of doing so. You could enlist one of your crew-mates who would be willing to do so.”
Kria looked up at the ceiling. “Why? Why me?”
Verdal chuckled as he continued to work on the control panel. “Because, zemera, you have the best of luck.”
Kria shook her head. “Don’t I know it. Kip, you are temporarily in charge.”
“Why temporarily?”
“Do you have 30,000 credits to pay off this hunk of junk?”
Kip detached his arm and held it out to her. “I can give you my arm.”
“What am I going to do with that other than beat you with it?”
“I can think of several things. Especially with the vibration mode the fingers have.” Kip grinned as a low threatening growl came out from under the control panel. “Though if you ever feel like de-stressing you know where my room is and I can give you an in depth demonstration.”
“Or I can forcibly remove your male anatomy and sell it at market when we make port?” Kria smiled at him as he retracted his arm and reattached it.