They build their cities like termites Santiago thought. Glancing up at the ochre coloured mounds with fungus like buildings stepping up them. The Spartan boot could so easily smash them, putting an end to their petty little lives as they scurry around in their termite mound. They’re weak, how else could they so easily neglect their own defences. Why else would civilians stand idly around watching a military force when they should be making frantic preparations to defend themselves. Not one shot has been fired and we have already won.
There was a stirring in the camp and Santiago became aware of a person approaching from the crowd of Gaians that stood ogling them. She recognised the woman from the hydroponic labs aboard the Unity.
“Turn her away. I will not speak to her”, Santiago declared to her aid in clear hearing of the other woman. She turned and walked back to her tent, to calm herself.
There was a stirring in the camp and Santiago became aware of a person approaching from the crowd of Gaians that stood ogling them. She recognised the woman from the hydroponic labs aboard the Unity.
“Turn her away. I will not speak to her”, Santiago declared to her aid in clear hearing of the other woman. She turned and walked back to her tent, to calm herself.
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