Joe landed on his back outside of the Broken Horizon, disrupting a group of passersby. The ship’s owner, Captain Lior, tossed his bag out after him, scattering capacitors and wire cutters in a fan across the ground. He pushed himself up onto his elbows and yelled at the man who had unceremoniously ejected him and his things. “You’re making a big mistake you ching-wah tsao duh liou mahng. Ain’t no one on this rock can fix your piece of gos se like I can.” He stood, wiping the dirt off of his hands.
The older man sneered down from his place in the door of the ship. “You stole from my ship. I ain’t paying no thief to waste time on my ship while he lifts everything of value from right under my nose.”
Joe turned red at the accusation. “You and I both know that is complete tsway-niou...Read More