The Adventures of the Sulky Slut – Part 2

Part 2

“I’ve taken all your poison darts away, Nole,” said Alena Huntsman, executive officer of the Sulky Slut. She pressed a red button, and watched out of the cargo control viewport as the encapsulated body of Lieutenant Lanier ejected into space. “Those capsules are costing us far too much.”

“What?” Nole asked from behind her. “Now how am I supposed to discipline the crew?”

“You’re lucky they love you so much, for whatever reason that may be. If anyone else treated their crew the way you do, they’d have a mutiny on their hands.”

“Well, they don’t call me the beloved leader for nothing, my dear.”

“Who calls you that?” she asked as she turned around.

“Hm? Wait, they don’t call me that?” he said, furrowing his eyebrows.

Alena smirked, then walked away from the viewport towards Nole. In the darkness of space, the capsule containing James Lanier travelled far and fast to worlds unknown.

She stopped by Nole, who was bent over, tapping fish flakes into the murky tank in which his bug-eyed goldfish lived. The fish, a decrepit little thing with a bothersome knack for survival, snapped up the offering from its god.

“Remind me, why do you keep that thing down here?” she asked, frowning at the mucus-slicked fish.

“Well, I had him in my quarters at first, but then he started giving me the creeps after a while,” Nole said. He tucked the can of flakes away in a cabinet, then motioned to the elevator door. “After you.”

Alena smiled thinly as she walked to the elevator, its doors retracting at her approach. Nole followed her inside, and stood as close to her as politely possible. Leaning over, he breathed in the scent of her auburn hair.

Both flattered and perturbed, Alena cleared her throat. “Now, about this Jupiter business. You’ve clearly forgotten that the Jupiterean Council has explicitly forbidden you from setting foot on Sultaives Station again. In fact, if I recall their ruling correctly, they promised to shoot you on sight.”

“Oh, you know that was just a slap on the wrist, Alena. Anyway, I never said we were going back to Sultaives,” he said with a mischievous grin.

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Note – I’ve decided to make this story a daily updated serial! New parts will be added to the story Monday-Friday. I hope you enjoy!

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