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"Well, as you explained to me at length, everyone should know their place, right? I'm simply doing my job. Business as usual, as we say in the Belt. It's nice to finally be back at it after so long doing flash work like rescuing princesses and smiting villains." You lean on the arm of your chair, "Did you think I would lead a classy woman like you somewhere cheap, Countess? No, your stay shall be a very expensive one."
"You are him." Her voice is icy, and the sound of something smacking her palm intensifies, "The Duke, he told us about you. The pirate king of the asteroids, the Row-arc" She pronounces it with an accent as thick as the Kaiser's shield plating, "Starwind, the Hawk Admiral, the man with the white-faced Strider of obsidian. He may be tied with Belegor for second in power after gallant Sir Gavin of the Roland, but Duke Eustace is a scurrilous Rothschild and has the ridiculous pointed ears of the last dynasty, so I do not truly consider it praise that he respects you highly for his family is a family of thieves and marcher lords. You are a scoundrel, sir, and no true knight. Hmph!" That last sound contains a galaxy's worth of dismissiveness.
"And these are my Iron Kestrels." You spread your arms wide, and snap your fingers. Missile bays slide open, beam batteries swivel into position, and enough firepower (5800K worth of alpha strike) to annihilate a battleship is abruptly pointed at her ship, "Are you familiar with the phrase 'stand and deliver'?"
[Be back in half an hour, lunch]
