Maniac Meets Mystery Member of Tarawa's Crew
Klavs has posted the accompanying fiction for his TCS Tarawa line of 'stealthy' Confed fighters. Maniac's chilling recollections were intended to be paired with his recent Ferret, Rapier and Sabre rereleases. Once again, they make us wish he'd take a serious crack at penning ME: The Life and Battles of "Maniac" Marshall. And if you missed the news last week, Shapeways has apparently lifted some of their modeling restrictions, so most of Klavs' ships should once again be available for printing. You can order hard copies of your own at Terran Fleet Supply.
'First to Kilrah'Even a dinky Escort Carrier can be a big place when you don't know your way around. One minute I was with the tour group, bored out of my skull, the next I was turning down corridor after deserted corridor, hopelessly lost. I was worrying about the serious possibility of missing lunch when I turned a corner and nearly plowed straight into her.
Freckles.
I remember freckles upon freckles and green eyes and... tall! Curves and oh my goodness- She looked down her exquisite nose at me.
"GUH!" I managed.
I was assessed and found wanting.
"Lost?"
She seemed annoyed. Heartbreakingly gorgeous and annoyed.
"Yeah..." I managed.
She pointed with her perfect chin.
I turned around. Sure enough, there was a corridor map right there, I could have found my way easily if only I had seen it. Embarassed, I felt my ears getting hot. I took a deep breath, gathered up my testicles and turned around wearing my best 'Charming Maniac' smile.
"Hey, thanks..."
She wasn't there.
And I don't mean that she had given me the slip, I looked around for her, but there wasn't anywhere to look. All the local doors were sealed against hard vacuum. The only way out of that corridor without wearing a pressure suit (she wasn't) was back aft, around the corner I had just come from.
She was just GONE.
Every hair on the back of my neck stood up. I finally realized where I was.
The ruined bow of the ship.
I smelled burned wiring. Felt the deckplates heaving, the hurricane of atmosphere vented into space.
I tasted vacuum.
I got off TCS Tarawa as fast as I could.
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