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Trannies in Space

"Captain Dekker, First Officer Adela, I, Commander Yarona, do sentence you both to death for the crimes of smuggling, et al." There was a vibrant hum in the air as she snicked off the safety of her carbine. The cold lashed at them all.

"Go on," Yarona said when she saw their hands reaching for one another. "I'm not so cruel as to deny you one last touch. You've lived hand in hand, haven't you? Good. All ready?"

The blast of energy was accompanied by a woman's scream. A body hit the landing pad hard enough to crack a thin layer of ice. And Lulu stepped around the prone, sizzling, twitching form of Yarona and dropped her jumpstarter onto it.

"She didn't...don't worry, mistress, master..." The fuckbot was saying in a voice wracked with emotion. "It was me."

Both women hugged and enfolded Dekker in one of their arms. Despite all the death around them, the freezing cold, the hollowness of their all not being together for so long, right now there was more perfect place for them to be.

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