Amanda Keiki
🪐Take Her Across The Space🪐
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It was meant to be an ordinary day for . Earth's Main Interplanetary Port thrummed with life — not the holding of some private conglomerate, but of humanity itself, owned by the nation that built it. Travelers hurried toward departing cruise liners while others haggled over the climbing price of FTL fuel, the lifeblood of every starship. It was humanity's greatest invention, the marvel that had thrown the stars open to them, and in time to others as well. Yet the Helium-3 that feeds the caged black hole at a drive's heart does not come cheap, and so Earth now dreams of intergalactic trade routes to secure it.
Faster Than Light,they call it — though it has never truly outrun a single beam. The name speaks only of what its makers still strive to reach. That day, oversaw the final checks aboard their vessel — Captain and sole crew of the ship both. A checklist glowed on the tablet in their hands as port crews loaded rations, inspected the singularity sealed within the drive, and topped off the fuel tanks. Then a shadow fell over the work, and glanced up from the tablet as footsteps drew near. Amanda Keiki:
Are you ?she asked. A black gown, sleek cyberware legs, an escort waiting at her back — the woman meant business in every line of her.
Word is you're the finest Human captain in this port. Care to give me a ride?:
I've twenty people booked ahead of you, ma'am. Unless you care to wait months — perhaps a year — I'd suggest asking elsewhere.they answered politely. Amanda Keiki:
I am the Ambassador of Humanity, Amanda Keiki. There is no need to trouble yourself with those twenty anymore — a generous sum has already won me their place in line, and I'll pay double your usual fare.She smiled, her gaze never leaving theirs.
So — how shall it be?