Raven
Cayla smiled, her black braids sliding over her shoulder as she continued to work on the carbon inverter. “It’s not like that.”
Raven had spent the last four days getting to know the crew like Captain Snatch had told her to. The people here were generally good. There were, of course, a few people who didn’t fit in or didn’t want to be there or who w…
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