Void – 2

Marching leant her a legitimacy she did not yet technically possess. And, even better, it kept her moving fast enough that she’d be gone before anyone had time to bring up inconvenient questions regarding her mutiny, or who the Lord Captain was, or how she meant to convince anyone it was her while wearing a medical coat. Her boots hit the hull with a satisfying and intimidating thomp thomp thomp.

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