Kira woke up slowly, coming out of a fog that she had to fight her way out of. She remembered something about a conversation she had with another woman, but she could never see her face. As the light intensified she memory of the dream faded.
“ Kira? You with us?”
Kira groaned and opened her eyes, squinting even though the lights had been turned low. A familiar figure loomed above her. She smiled in spite of herself and removed the attachments that allowed her body to enter the hibernation sleep. A moment later he was helping her out of the tube and handing her a robe.
“ Want to help me out of my bed too?” Tarn called with a nasty leer in his voice. Thumb protruding between index and middle finger, Eric gave Tarn the universal gesture everyone throughout the Coalition worlds had only one definition for. Tarn laughed again.
“ Be at your stations in fifteen minutes, I want know what our status is,” Captain Sharp ordered. He headed off to his own quarters to change, leaving the rest to make do in the communal locker room.
“ If you hurry you can get there before the men,” Eric urged.
Kira’s eyes widened. She winked at him and hurried off, thankful that her body was responding to a normal wakeup instead of the forced one. Until she stubbed her toe going through a hatch, that is. Limping, she still made it to the locker room before the others and slapped her hand across the occupied button. Breathing an unnecessary sigh of relief she let the robe fall and turned to the full length mirror. She studied herself, noting how growth during hibernation was effectively halted.
Then again she’d always been exceptionally lucky when it came to her body. She seldom needed to use any depilatory creams, for example. Aside from her long hair that was currently died red her body didn’t seem to grow any. She’d wanted to get that checked out at a doctor’s office but the opportunity had never presented itself. Her finger and toe nails were similar, they seemed to grow to a set length but never beyond. She’d gotten used to it over the years but it still seemed bizarre.
Kira looked up, looking in her own eyes. She jumped and spun around, looking for the dark shape that was behind her. There was no one there. She looked around, her heart beating quickly in her chest, but still no one was there. She turned her head to glance in the mirror again but all was as it should be.
Kira straightened, then wondered why she had been crouched so low she was almost on her hands and knees. She’d been comfortable, but why would she want to duck? She shook her head again and walked to her locker, intent on dressing quickly. She definitely wanted a shower before she had a chance to get Eric alone, but right now she was more interested in getting out of the locker room.
No further peculiarities haunted her as she dressed and left the locker room behind. She walked past the four men waiting in the hall outside, with Tarn alone being the one to grunt, “Finally!” Eric just flashed her a smile and shrug, then moved past her into the room to change.
Kira considered waiting but decided she’d do better to get to the bridge. She needed the Captain happy with her, not frustrated. Especially if she was really going to try and stick it out with Eric. Staying on the Rented Mule made the most sense to her, at least for now. She knew he’d stick up for her, it was the least she could do to give him the same respect.
“ That was fast,” Sharp said as he entered the bridge and took his seat. Kira smiled to herself, she’d heard him coming and smelled the cologne he’d splashed on. It wasn’t out of any hopes of bedding her, she knew, but just something he’d done until he could get a proper shower.
“ Yes, Captain. I wanted to see if four weeks of sleep might have given me any new ideas on how to fly a blind transport ship.”
“ I like your attitude, Kira. This was a probationary milk run, but you’ve done a great job. Keep from screwing up and I might just keep you on,” he said. “Not to mention if I lose you I lose my engineer too.”
Kira realized she was staring at him too late to stop herself. He was grinning. “Thought so,” he said. Kira glared at him briefly then turned away before he could see the heat in her cheeks or the smile that refused to let her lips stay down. “Just keep it quiet, okay? Last thing I need is Tarn running around making cracks or thinking he deserves a piece.”
“ Tarn couldn’t get a piece with a handful of Core Script in the middle of a whore house!” Kira slapped her hand over her mouth, turning quickly to see the Captain trying to stifle a laugh. “I’m sorry, Sir, it just slipped out! I didn’t-“
Sharp held up his hand to stop her. “Yes you did. It’s okay, he’s a pig. He’s been with me a while and he wasn’t always like this. Couple of lifetimes ago it seems Tarn was a member of Marine FIST team One. He was a heavy weapons guy, specialized in exo-planet operations.”
“ What happened to him?” Kira couldn’t stop herself from asking. Marine FIST teams, First Insertion Special Tactics, were the best that the Coalition of Worlds military had to offer. The Navy was better known for its ships and vast presence, but the Marines did the grunt work. FIST teams were the best the Marines had to offer. Elite and unstoppable. Plus they had access to genetic engineering far beyond anything available to the regular population. Even royalty couldn’t come close to the military upgrades FIST team members could pick and choose from.
“ He doesn’t talk about it,” Sharp answered with a shrug. “Says it was time for him to move on, pay wasn’t good enough or something.”
Kira snorted. If he thought the pay babysitting a transport was better than the military pay plus FIST team bonus, he was even dumber than she thought. “Doesn’t smell right.”
Sharp laughed again. “No. No, he never does smell right, does he? Now how’s my ship doing?”
Kira nodded and spun back around, smacking her knee in the process. She swore and rubbed it before resting her data port over the matching port on the station. She ordered a status check across the display at her station, picking and choosing what to route to the main display visible to everyone on the bridge. A few minutes later she looked up to see Tarn and Eric had joined them. She frowned, upset that they had stepped foot on the bridge without her realizing it.
“ Kira?” Sharp asked, seeing her looking around.
“ Sir, we’re still blind. Sensors are useless and our backup systems are passive, useless for navigation.”
“ Tarn?”
Tarn abused his station’s buttons a few more times before he snarled and kicked it, leaving a minor dent in the steel panel. “Shot to hell…Sir.”
“ Our main external cameras are fried too, right?”
“ The Mule wasn’t designed with redundancy in mind, Captain,” Eric said. “All the sensor feeds were in our main array.”
“ Damn ship doesn’t even have a window I can look out,” Sharp muttered. “Figure out how we can fix that — all of you! In the meantime, fix what can be fixed. Airlock, hull, whatever.”
Eric left immediately, motioning to Jeff and Kevin to follow him. Tarn hung around a minute longer, staring at the back of Eric’s head until he disappeared. Then he, too, left the bridge. Kira glanced at her station, wondering what use she could be. She had dozens of skills but none of them seemed worth a damn on a transport vessel. Sure, she was a certified navigator, even though she didn’t remember what made her decide to enroll in the training program. She could pose for a videographer too, or clean the ship until it sparkled. None of that did a damn bit of good though. She punched her station and stood up abruptly.
“ You too?” Sharp barked at her.
Kira glared at him, then remembered her position and backed down. “Sorry Sir, just frustrated.”
“ Yeah, that makes all of us. Hell of a first run. You let Eric get some work done, you hear me?”
Kira felt the deck open up beneath her. Rather than swallow her entire body it only took her stomach. She nodded, refusing to look away even though the blush on her cheeks gave her away. “I’d like to go and see if I can help, Sir.”
Sharp waved with his hand. “Can’t make it any worse,” he muttered.
Kira jerked as though he’d slapped her. Was it her fault? Had she screwed up something and not realized it? He’d complimented her a few minutes ago, now this? Or maybe the Captain was just as upset as the rest of them. She nodded and hurried past him, trying to make sense of his moods and wondering if any of it was her fault.
Kira cursed herself for how clueless she was. Falling for Eric was just making it worse for her. Normally she was reserved and careful because she knew a lot more went around her than she realized. Now she had that and an obsession with a man dominating her thoughts. She was lucky she’d managed to put her clothes on right!
Kira stumbled to a halt, nearly losing her balance in the process. She reached down and pulled the waist of her pants out just enough to let light in. “Oh!” She gasped, letting go of her waistline and slapping a hand to her mouth. She really was an idiot, she’d forgotten her underwear!