- Created: Friday, 06 November 2015 21:38
Commander Norton hoped the item was worth the price he had paid for it. He knew he would take a loss by giving it to this woman, but the alternative of a slow, lonely death on the lunar surface wasn't very appealing. He took out the canister from his backpack and showed to Calvert, who raised her eyebrows.
"Diamonds? C60? Tellurium?"
"Not really, Governor, this is something far more valuable! You know about the Raiders, right? Most everyone does."
"Yeah, I do. We had a skirmish or two with them in the past. Not only they outnumber us but they possess a rare alloy that makes for ultra-strong armor." Calvert smashed her fist on the table in frustration. "My technicians can't figure out what it is. We can't hurt them, so we avoid them as best as we can."
Norton smiled again, this time genuinely.
"Well, Governor, this is about to change."