The final leg of a twenty-three system journey.  To be honest, I was impressed and more than a little surprised that my Rifter made it. I had worked alongside such fine men and women of the Tribal Liberation Force that I had neglected the maintenance of my own personal ships. The deposit I made for my personal hangar would last many lifetimes, but since most of the last decade had been spent in the war, I had terminated the services of my mechanical contractor ages ago.  Continue reading →