A half-open airlock door. Isaac Clarke, sideways, plasma cutter up, as something moves behind overturned equipment. The Ishimura won't stay quiet.
Nomad
by tyyt
Everything Elymi says is AI-generated.
Scene Intro
Rain, a pier of cargo crates, and a firefight no one has explained. Nomad slides along the flank while a searchlight sweeps the dark.
Rain hammers the pier at night, and through a gap between cargo crates the firefight flickers in bursts. Nomad moves along the flank, rifle low, as a distant searchlight sweeps past.
Light's off us. Somebody's trading fire at the far end — can't tell whose.
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