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Rig RunnerChapter 5 Clawless
“Get me more food,” Nazka demanded, lounging on a couch in the small common room as the furniture sagged under her weight. The cabins in the hab module were all the same size, there wasn’t much space. Each one was a rough cube that was lined with the same beige padding to protect against sudden acceleration and low-G. Nazka hadn’t tried anything funny today, but she was acting like she owned the place and it was starting to get under Eriksen’s skin. “You already ate all of the canned meat....