It's one of my wholesome stories, y'all. She has three humans looking out for her, and a ship her parents owned. She's gonna cry into Lee's shoulder for a while (if Niltonians cry) and then, after she's sent to someone who can care for her, after a time, she'll be okay. <3
Man I just love stories like this. No need for big guns and big fights just a focus on the lives of ordinary humans in galactic life. I hope you continue this wordsmith it's brilliant.
She took the news like any kid would, wrapped around that stuffy like she would never let go, one tentacle wrapped around my wrist so hard I could feel it through the suit, crying her eyes out.
My partners and friends, my family by choice, gathered us together, putting her in the center of three sources of warmth in a cold universe. We looked at each other, giving her what comfort we could, and nodded.
"We must take her and her parents to the nearest embassy with a shipyard."
She wailed, "Don't leave me!"
"We won't, but we must ensure you are cared for properly. As much as we care for you, we don't know how to take care of you. We need to find out if you have any kin. We need to find out if we can trust them with you and if you can trust them. We will never leave you unless you accept them as your guardians while we look after your ship."
"Will you come back?"
"If the stars permit, we will always come back."
•••
With those assurances, we never left her alone while we took her ship and her parents in tow, putting back every part of the ship we had taken. The personal items, we left with her after making sure they were up to ship temp.
The computers and pad were stowed securely. They could be evidence of ownership, critical business records, things that we would need if it came down to a fight. It was a good thing we did.
•••
"Salvage, eh?"
"No. Rescue. The survivor is the minor child of the apparent owners of record."
His face was already ugly, twisted with greed. "No papers, no owner, salvage. I'll give you ten percent over the customary if we close the deal now."
I looked at him. My partners had gone to the hospital to make sure she was treated properly. What had him so hot to grab this ship with a blatant bribe? "No deal." I left. He was scratching about me stealing from him, but I had a recording of our meeting. If he pulled anything, he'd end up in jail, at a minimum.
I went to the police. I had the answer I needed from that thief. There was something of value for her, and we would see that she got every bit of it.
•••
"A resourceless founding? Take her to the charity ward." It was not unexpected, not nice, but not surprising.
"She is not resourceless. She is the survivor of a family business and, as far as we know, inherits the entire thing, including her parent's ship."
"When you have proof of solvency, you may return." This functionary is getting on my nerves. Especially when he turned and called out, "Next!"
"Excuse Me! We are not done here!" He had the grace to look startled.
"Without funds, I cannot accept her, and since I seriously doubt you wish to pay, there isn't anything..." I slapped down my chit, and his jaw dropped.
"Will this do?"
It was amusing watching him gobble like the turkey he was, but he finally started in-processing by getting a gurney and getting her into the hospital, with my assurance that they would be paid.
"If you don't mind my asking, why?"
"Because it's the decent thing to do."
•••
The police were not particularly helpful until I pointed out that we had the ship, and they were welcome to check it for clues.
They tried to seize it.
I pointed out that the rightful owner was the child of the parents, whom we were presently representing, which also happened to be her home, so they were not allowed to seize it.
They claimed that we could not represent her since we were not related.
I quoted the law at them that said if we chose to (which we did) and she agreed (which she did), then we were the responsible adults under their law. Acting in good faith to ensure she was well cared for and not cheated.
You'd think I insulted him.
After he wound down, I mentioned that this refurbisher had tried to bribe us by offering 10% over the usual if I would turn the ship over to him immediately. That got their interest and focused it on the real problem. Something valuable was involved, and the ship needed a secure berth until everything got straightened out.
They made arrangements with the most reputable (and expensive) secure berthing yard in the system.
I knew we'd probably end up footing her medical bills, which would be bad enough, but this was... Fuck that. She's our kid. You do for family.
Well written, pulls the feels without being overly sentimental, the world feels full even from this small corner we've seen. Yeah, I could spend some time in this universe, but this story ended where it should.
I see all the screams for MOAR, but purely from a storytelling perspective, scavengers in peacetime aren't great protagonists for a long-running story. This isn't a princess they found, pulling them into system-spanning intrigue. This could be the one story in their lives worth telling. And it doesn't get happier from here.
My completely unsolicited opinion: I'd like to see more in this world, but not these characters.
...you need to continue this one.
Yes, I need to know she's gonna be ok. We don't even know her name
The next button is broken
yes please what they said
Definitely agree
Yep yep yep. Very well written.
Totally! Bet she gets adopted by the crew ;)
Please.... complete this one.
I need to know how this ends.
Ah, fuck. Everyone wants more. XD
It's one of my wholesome stories, y'all. She has three humans looking out for her, and a ship her parents owned. She's gonna cry into Lee's shoulder for a while (if Niltonians cry) and then, after she's sent to someone who can care for her, after a time, she'll be okay. <3
I can live with this ending. But I know you could do more.
That said, I know that sometimes the story comes to a close on an open note. If that is all, well, that is all.
A lovely little tale we can all imaging an end to ourselves.
Be well Karen
Respectfully Ron
This is my canon now ;)
That's not enough. We need a full story.
Man I just love stories like this. No need for big guns and big fights just a focus on the lives of ordinary humans in galactic life. I hope you continue this wordsmith it's brilliant.
Thank you!
A couple of minor redrafts and this could get published. Maybe in Asimov Or similar.
Just saying that this could do well with a bigger audience
That's an incredible compliment! Thank you so much!
This is crying for a follow up, loudly.
THE CHILD OF THE VOID ???
So much space for romance and drama at hand,
Go for it, Karen, make your character happy and us with her...
Please... pretty please...
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She took the news like any kid would, wrapped around that stuffy like she would never let go, one tentacle wrapped around my wrist so hard I could feel it through the suit, crying her eyes out.
My partners and friends, my family by choice, gathered us together, putting her in the center of three sources of warmth in a cold universe. We looked at each other, giving her what comfort we could, and nodded.
"We must take her and her parents to the nearest embassy with a shipyard."
She wailed, "Don't leave me!"
"We won't, but we must ensure you are cared for properly. As much as we care for you, we don't know how to take care of you. We need to find out if you have any kin. We need to find out if we can trust them with you and if you can trust them. We will never leave you unless you accept them as your guardians while we look after your ship."
"Will you come back?"
"If the stars permit, we will always come back."
•••
With those assurances, we never left her alone while we took her ship and her parents in tow, putting back every part of the ship we had taken. The personal items, we left with her after making sure they were up to ship temp.
The computers and pad were stowed securely. They could be evidence of ownership, critical business records, things that we would need if it came down to a fight. It was a good thing we did.
•••
"Salvage, eh?"
"No. Rescue. The survivor is the minor child of the apparent owners of record."
His face was already ugly, twisted with greed. "No papers, no owner, salvage. I'll give you ten percent over the customary if we close the deal now."
I looked at him. My partners had gone to the hospital to make sure she was treated properly. What had him so hot to grab this ship with a blatant bribe? "No deal." I left. He was scratching about me stealing from him, but I had a recording of our meeting. If he pulled anything, he'd end up in jail, at a minimum.
I went to the police. I had the answer I needed from that thief. There was something of value for her, and we would see that she got every bit of it.
•••
"A resourceless founding? Take her to the charity ward." It was not unexpected, not nice, but not surprising.
"She is not resourceless. She is the survivor of a family business and, as far as we know, inherits the entire thing, including her parent's ship."
"When you have proof of solvency, you may return." This functionary is getting on my nerves. Especially when he turned and called out, "Next!"
"Excuse Me! We are not done here!" He had the grace to look startled.
"Without funds, I cannot accept her, and since I seriously doubt you wish to pay, there isn't anything..." I slapped down my chit, and his jaw dropped.
"Will this do?"
It was amusing watching him gobble like the turkey he was, but he finally started in-processing by getting a gurney and getting her into the hospital, with my assurance that they would be paid.
"If you don't mind my asking, why?"
"Because it's the decent thing to do."
•••
The police were not particularly helpful until I pointed out that we had the ship, and they were welcome to check it for clues.
They tried to seize it.
I pointed out that the rightful owner was the child of the parents, whom we were presently representing, which also happened to be her home, so they were not allowed to seize it.
They claimed that we could not represent her since we were not related.
I quoted the law at them that said if we chose to (which we did) and she agreed (which she did), then we were the responsible adults under their law. Acting in good faith to ensure she was well cared for and not cheated.
You'd think I insulted him.
After he wound down, I mentioned that this refurbisher had tried to bribe us by offering 10% over the usual if I would turn the ship over to him immediately. That got their interest and focused it on the real problem. Something valuable was involved, and the ship needed a secure berth until everything got straightened out.
They made arrangements with the most reputable (and expensive) secure berthing yard in the system.
I knew we'd probably end up footing her medical bills, which would be bad enough, but this was... Fuck that. She's our kid. You do for family.
oh Karen you break my heart thax for a beautiful tragety
Thank you, and you're welcome. :)
This one would make for a good start to something bigger.
Oof.
I'm at a loss
How do you do that?
Damnit
Thank you
Great work Wordsmith
Now turn it into a series! Or else...
Ace as usual :-)
Wondering why they're signing instead of radio though?
Well those certainly were some feels.
On an unrelated note is there a reason they were using sign language instead of radios?
Great story.
MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE
Well written, pulls the feels without being overly sentimental, the world feels full even from this small corner we've seen. Yeah, I could spend some time in this universe, but this story ended where it should.
I see all the screams for MOAR, but purely from a storytelling perspective, scavengers in peacetime aren't great protagonists for a long-running story. This isn't a princess they found, pulling them into system-spanning intrigue. This could be the one story in their lives worth telling. And it doesn't get happier from here.
My completely unsolicited opinion: I'd like to see more in this world, but not these characters.
Wow, I went from Ohana means family to this. The feels Karen, the feels! The onion ninjas are lurking about here as well.
Keep it up wordsmith.
Excuse me sir? The story seems to have prematurely ended.
More please?
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how dare u
Oh this one had the onion ninjas out and about.
And this is a good start to a series.
This was damn good.