We were escorted straight to the observation deck and given an impressive view of the Scrap Yard. Between us, floating like an aerodynamic dick, a stocky yet luxuriously sleek gunship—a sci-fi fanatics wet dream. Riddled with mounted guns seen and unseen; at this very moment their guns were aimed at us, and the Scrap Yard. From the looks of it, we were in stalemate.
(Josie's point of view of a space station.)
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