doesn’t factor in here. I’m the captain, we go where I want us to go.”
“But I’m broke,” I say. “Everything I owned was on that ship, with those assholes who ran away and left me for dead.”
“Can you cook?” Kronos asks.
“Cook...what?”
“Food. Can you make food?”
“Of course, but what does that have to do with anything?”
“Delphie thinks she can cook, but she can’t. And Ramu is a mercenary, so he sure as hell won’t. I could pay you if you cook well.”
“Why can’t you cook?” I ask.
“I’m the captain. How do you think it would affect morale to see the captain slaving away in the kitchen?”
I sigh. “So...if I cook for you guys until we make it to the next planet or station, you’ll give me some money and drop me off?”
“This is a pirate ship, not a charity,” Kronos says. “We’ll be docking somewhere in like...a few days to sell off your biosuit. You can’t expect a huge paycheck for a few days’ worth of – ”
“Wait! You can’t take my biosuit!”
Kronos scrunches up his face at me. “Of course I can. I’m a pirate.”
“But...it’s my biosuit.”
“Yes,” Kronos says. “And I’m a pirate. My job is to forcefully steal things from people. I’m sure you understand.”
“No. You need to understand. This biosuit is special, it’s….”
“Special?” Kronos says. “To me that just means valuable. ”
“You’re an asshole,” I snap.
“An asshole would have ripped that suit off you and killed you. I’ve offered you a job on the ship and free transport to safety. That’s why I’m a pirate with heart.”
“A pirate...with heart? You actually call yourself that?”
He grins at me. “Now take the biosuit off. I don’t want you getting attached.”
“I don’t know how,” I say.
He glares at me. “Don’t lie to me.”
“I’m not lying,” I say. “This is the first time I’ve worn it.”
He narrows his eyes and says, “Truth or not, you’ll need to figure out how to get it off.”
“And why’s that?”
“Because,” he says. “Remember how Ramu came at you?”
I shudder.
“Yeah,” Kronos says. “You know why he came at you like that? He wants your suit. He’s a mercenary, and he’s greedy.”
“Greedier than you?”
Kronos puts a hand on his chest, and sucks air in through his teeth. “Come on, that hurts. I have heart, remember?”
I roll my eyes at him.
“Ramu will have zero interest in you once that suit is off,” Kronos says. “But so long as it’s all tight against your skin like that, you’ll want to sleep with one eye open.”
He looks down at my body, his eyes lingering.
“I thought you were captain,” I say. “And that your crew does nothing without your order.”
“Well,” Kronos says, “I want you to get that suit off so I can sell it, so let’s just say I’m not going to order Ramu one way or another. Consider him a force of nature. Test him at your own risk.”
“You’ll protect me,” I say, locking eyes with him.
“Don’t count on it,” he says.
“I saw already,” I say, pretending to have more confidence than I feel, “You won’t let him lay a finger on me.”
He steels his face against me, trying not to show any emotion. After a long pause, he simply says, “I’ll show you to the kitchen.”
7 Kronos
“ C aptain !”
It’s Ramu’s voice. He’s limping awkwardly into the command room. Delphie got him good.
We’re accelerating at .5g again, so gravity is back.
I point down to his balls. “Looks like you trained Delphie really well in just one session.”
He grits his teeth and glares at me. “I just saw the human woman in the kitchen. She’s still wearing the suit.”
I hold a hand up to my ear, and I pull it up taut and straight, flicking it back and forth.
“Captain,” Ramu says icily.
“Not your problem,” I say. “I just transferred the other half of your payment into your account. Did you want to work another job for me? If not, I can