by Fluffybutt
It was going to be a simple operation against some human pirates. One of countless others over centuries. Or perhaps much less probable attempt to bring some out of control synthetics to heel. Instead he stared into a distorted mirror. Which made him question his purpose and identity.
| # | Title | Words |
|---|---|---|
| 0 | Yield | 0 |
| 1 | Are we the baddies | 0 |
| 2 | Parley | 0 |
| 3 | The Unbuttoned Coat | 0 |
| 4 | The Wrong Side of the Mirror | 0 |
