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She had her guns back at least, that was comforting.
Ali walked slowly along the dirt path that led from the stream towards the pirate encampment, five meters behind a Marine scout and ahead of Blacksailor and a trailing line of Marines and CP's with military experience. Greenholme had triple moons, but all three were tiny, barely more than fast moving dots in the might sky, leaving the forest between the stream and the box canyon exceedingly dark. After careful consideration, her little armed company had taken an inflatable raft with an electric motor up the stream, leaving the noisy drop shuttle at the spaceport, the better to take the pirates by surprise in the midnight hour.
( The best laid plans... )
Ali walked slowly along the dirt path that led from the stream towards the pirate encampment, five meters behind a Marine scout and ahead of Blacksailor and a trailing line of Marines and CP's with military experience. Greenholme had triple moons, but all three were tiny, barely more than fast moving dots in the might sky, leaving the forest between the stream and the box canyon exceedingly dark. After careful consideration, her little armed company had taken an inflatable raft with an electric motor up the stream, leaving the noisy drop shuttle at the spaceport, the better to take the pirates by surprise in the midnight hour.
( The best laid plans... )
