“These jump coordinates don’t look right.”
“How so?”
“They’d put us inside the Prohibition Zone.”
“That’s right.”
“It would take a full Federation armada to have a chance of anything getting back out again. Are you serious?”
“Serious, yes, and also the captain of this ship. It would do you good to remember that. And who said anything about getting out?”
“You might be the captain, but this ship belongs to Aphelion. They’re not going to just let us take it. They’ll send half the Capricorn fleet after us.”
“Good. We’ll need a lot more people on the other side.”
Notes: This is a drabble, or a story of exactly 100 words.
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