Written by Mark Reinsberg 5u4u1l
Mark Reinsberg 511l1r
Two or three things worried me on my trip back to the hideout. So my astrogation was sloppy and I kept losing Jupiter's shadow. First, there was the showdown with Naomi over who would lead the Callisto gang. This meant another degravity fight with python whips and steel claws. Having just gotten rid of the old battle scars on my cheek, shoulder and.. 6l485y
Mark Reinsberg 511l1r
Jake moistened his thin purple lips and clenched the radiophone tighter. "Hello, freighter!" he repeated. "We're survivors of a shipwreck. Can you pick us up? Please answer." His voice grew more urgent. "Please pick us up! Our air supply is failing!"Matt shook his thick black head of hair. "If they fall for this, they're stupider than I gave them c..