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“That’s my sister, genetically inferior to me in every way, but feed her the right information and she has her uses.” said Angelica a broad smile on her face. “She made that smug bastard squirm.”
“Well that’s enough entertainment for one day, let’s get back to business.” said Jasper punching co-ordinates into the console in his chair and feeding them to Alice. “We have work to do.”
“Aye, aye, sir.” said Alice, programming the co-ordinates into the navigation system. Plotting the optimal jump pattern, as they fired up the wormhole generator. “Ready to execute the jump to hyperspace on your mark.”
“Mark.”