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Bring it the fuck on = Eam non valent, in (Eng->Lat)

[AN: My google translate disagrees and provides “adducet eam ad irrumabo” I trust any latin nerds in my audience will settle the debate]

Of all the things that could have possibly sated Shayde’s wanderlust, exploring he less popular areas of the station seemed the safest and least bother. What Rael hadn’t known at the time was Shayde’s capacity for finding adventures.

“Ey oop! Humans have been here.” Her sharp-toothed grin was a clear indicator that adventure was about to happen. “It’s real old, ye ken.”

“Really?” Rael did his utmost to show as little interest as possible.

“Aye, it’s in Latin. Near as I reckon, this were left behind somewhere by a pre-Alliance human colony. Or a bunch'a real nutbars.”

“Either is likely. Can we stick to the main corridors, please? Going down the path less travelled is what got us in this mess.”

Shayde turned to face him, gesturing at the ancient message, “But it says ‘bring it the fook on’. How can ye resist tha’?”

“Easily,” explained Rael. “I just walk away. Observe.” He picked a path based on the right-hand rule and began moving away.

“Three dead ends and a doorway tae the Glunk,” she warned.

He could see two of those. “You’re a daily reminder of why I hate magic.”

“Glad tae know I do somethin’ for ye every day.” She loosened the lock with a metallic squeal of protest. The door groaned as it opened.

Beyond was a rather dismal hall with another door. And beyond that…

A tastefully appointed…

Dimly-lit…

Dusty and musty drawing room.

Relief fought a losing battle with disappointment. “And here I was thinking you’d lead me through a fight with some forgotten tribe who’d been living independently on this station until we blundered into their territory.”

Shayde laughed. “Na. I’m savin’ that fer twenty rooms on.”

It was hard to tell when she was joking until it turned out that she was.

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“We will, we will, Rock you!” As sung by the United Trebouchet Operators Choir. You figure out the circumstance. Have fun.

The trebuchets, massive siege weapons of wood and rope, fired silently. It was their payloads, landing against the stunt castle walls, that were part of the performance.

Two solid rocks, and a missile made of gravel and dried clay. They landed with a WHUMP-WHUMP, TSSSSHH. A relentless beat that required the scurrying co-ordination of hundreds.

“Buddy you’

You venerate purity for its own sake, a most pointless exercise. Pure Iron is brittle, corrodes and shatters easily. Pure copper or tin do not have the strength of bronze. Alloys are Stronger

There was a civilisation on Tsarkis. If one could call it that. In the Galactic Alliance’s opinion, it barely passed the bar.

For a start, there was a very rigid caste system. Enforced by the military caste and massive walls that divided district from district. Few, if

A human opens a Beauty Salon for Reptilian Customers, it occurs to me that its Male reptiles who often try to attract mates.

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“When in trouble, when in doubt. Run in circles, scream and shout!” Have fun with this!

These were the most bizarre aliens she had ever seen. Their emergency klaxon was a twinkly little tune suitable for Play School or Sesame Street[1] replete with singing. The jolly lady’s voice instructed the entire crew on how to panic in the same tone of friendly warning that other PSA’s would tell children where and how to cross the

“And here we have- please put the new ambassador down.”
“But (s)he’s so cute and cuddle able!”

Ha’ri still didn’t understand how she became an ambassador to her people. She was just one of the many, many asteroid-chasers trying to make enough money to pay for more than her ship and its fuel. Especially damages.

Then a ship belonging to the strange, balding apes had come out of nowhere and she made the mistake