<blockquote>“We're fleeing Radch space. Of course we’re fleeing Radch space, I refused an order and you...” She paused. Then, very clearly and feelingly, she said, “Fuck.”
Sometimes the path of justice and beneficence is clear. Sometimes you have to make your own.</blockquote>
➤ (tag: "imagine if the dumbest and most lovestruck segment of One Esk ran away with Awn and had a picnic")
