>>5128444Her eyes scan the rec room and then settle back onto you, leaning a little closer she replies. "Sounds lonely, a real tear jerker. Eta was fucking brutal. Nothing but hard cunts, brass had us running live fire drills any chance they got. Only ever did synchro dives. No meshing or any of that fancy shit. We didn't even get food. Used to eat the snow, so yeah it was a little tough in Eta. But I'm the only one still alive." The words were matter of fact and dead pan. She had pulled the pin on a grenade, blowing you up before you called finish the job. Your jaw was agape, you thought you had it bad. Live fire drills only happened twice a year. Katerina's face was grim.
Rustling about, she produced a slim red box from her pocket. Pulling back a tab you spotted what was inside, about half a pack of cigarettes. Pulling one free you noticed it's shape, it was rolled in the shape of a square instead of being round. "Got a light?" You shook your head, earning another disappointed sigh from the girl. Rustling in the other pocket of her thigh high shorts she whipped out a small lighter. As she lit up you spoke, you could relate a little easily sounding sincere. "I'm sorry, that sounds awful. My Mistress says I'm a prospect for an Emperor class, so something good came out of it right? What about you?" As she took a deep pull, you noticed a few turning heads out the corner of your eye, you sure they hadn't heard.
But the smoke was very noticeable. "Mistress? Actually I'd rather not know…" Katerina grinned, showing her fangs like a vicious snake, strands of smoke trailing out. "Here I was thinking you were some socially inept Knight, guess the ministry doesn't worry about strapping an idiot into their death machines. Because they plan to put me in an Emperor Class as well." You smile. A weight off your shoulders, you were no social butterfly but it seems like she was warming up to you. "Want one?" She offered, holding out the pack at you.
<span class="mu-i">+10 Sanity Gained</span>
<span class="mu-i">Katerina: +0.5 </span>
>What do you do, Pilot?>Accept a Cigarette.>Decline a Cigarette.>Excuse yourself and sit alone.>Excuse yourself and talk to someone else? Write in>Talk to Katerina? Write in. 