When they reached thirty yards Charlie felt somebody close
in on her left and she turned her head to see the faint outline of Rhodes. The
Doctor made a point of taking out her ear bud and Charlie did the same. Rhodes’
voice was low when she said, “Trouble?”
She fixed her gaze on Eliot’s form in front of them,
following him around the edge of the room and towards a large ship. Aries
was bigger than Redux and newer too. It looked more appealing than hers
with smoother edges and a cleaner feel to it. But Charlie would take her old
girl over the newer models any day of the week.
“Maybe. I’m not sure.” She lowered her rifle and let the
strap hold the gun to her chest as she let go. She pulled her handgun free and
pressed the button that released the magazine. Charlie could feel Rhodes
staring at her, but chose to ignore it as she pushed the newly released clip
into a pocket on her vest and replaced it with a magazine that had a red dot. “Just
to be safe,” she said back as she pushed her gun back into its slot and
reclaimed her rifle.
“You’re not filling me with confidence.”
“You’ll be fine.”
“That’s not what I mean.”
Charlie glanced over to see a determined expression set into
the woman’s features. Rhodes didn’t look at her and the Captain turned her
attention back to the looming doorway that was open. “Whatever this is, we’ll
get through it.” She took a quick step forward and laid a hand on Eliot’s
shoulder. The man stopped and Charlie approached the door first. She swung her
rifle into the doorway and eyed the sights on her gun.
Happy Writing.
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