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fIxInG tEd

Continuiation of: 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐸𝒶𝓈𝓎 𝒪𝓃𝑒𝓈 "He has a plan" Jem was not right. She knew nothing was right. She knew this because her fucked in the head, Ted had just taken over control of the stupidly huge hauler she had traded for one of her "candy ships". It's best to rewind just a bit Frantic does not begin to describe our intrepid Jemsase. She found "her one", something that was supposed to have been "bred out of her". They struck down the sexuality of the younger ones, especially the transplanted ones on Venus like Jemsase. She wasn't supposed to have a single urge, let alone a desire to just take the fuck off out of spite during a calm window. They had all been so exceptionally bred that nobody was even ready for someone like Jemsase to just say "fuck a bunch of this" and leave after a few hundred years of advanced schooling. Her brain was a massive sponge, as one of the few living examples of a D

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐸𝒶𝓈𝓎 𝒪𝓃𝑒𝓈

Frank  ( ℍ𝕀! ) <-clicky had stolen literally thousands of spacecraft. He didn't keep them all. Hell, he didn't keep most of them. He had about 50 that are personal that he never gave up. Most of the time stealing a ship is work. It's lots of time and planning. But sometimes it's wonderful. Frank's favorite easy one was so easy he's not even sure if you can call it a theft. In fact they were just like "here, take it". He probably shouldn't count it. He had flown a big cargo ship stolen from hundreds of light years away with the intent to fill it up with Zeta Reticuli saucers on Z4. He knew they had no security to speak of, and no alarms. "It's amazing man. They just offer the things. They are everywhere. You trip over them. There is literally a public machine where you push a button and it makes them for free." He didn't want one of the pieces of shit. He ju