A heavy bootfall echoed behind him. Jax, his second-in-command, stepped up to the terminal, her mechanical arm whirring softly in the quiet of the ship.
"They call it 'theft' because we took it from their vault," Kaelen continued, his voice dropping to a low growl. "I call it reclamation. This was never theirs to lock away. This belongs to the people who need it to breathe, to farm, to live." Rightful Ownership [v0.4.0 Part 1] By RNGR
"Then we make them pay more than it's worth," Kaelen replied, locking the navigation coordinates toward the home colony. "Power isn't determined by who signed the deed. It's determined by who holds the line." A heavy bootfall echoed behind him
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"We have a signature on the long-range scanners," Jax said, her voice gravelly and devoid of emotion. "It’s a corporate cruiser. Heavy armor. They aren't answering hails."