4 hours ago
Peter nodded when Braggins made a call on the letters. He had a feeling it was the right call.
"Understood", he said, approval in his voice, as he then took a look at the incoming damage reports on the console attached to his chair. And his face grew harder and more stiff as he ever so slightly clenched.
"Jesus...", he whispered as he read the stats, not as an actual invocation of said deity, but more in shock and horror. He gave Braggins a look that said "I hope to whatever deity might exist that winning this race was worth all this" without those words coming out of his mouth.
Then he leaned back in his seat and sighed as Wright's report came in. So at least the traitor was dead. But somehow that small upside still tasted like ashes.
"Understood", he said, approval in his voice, as he then took a look at the incoming damage reports on the console attached to his chair. And his face grew harder and more stiff as he ever so slightly clenched.
"Jesus...", he whispered as he read the stats, not as an actual invocation of said deity, but more in shock and horror. He gave Braggins a look that said "I hope to whatever deity might exist that winning this race was worth all this" without those words coming out of his mouth.
Then he leaned back in his seat and sighed as Wright's report came in. So at least the traitor was dead. But somehow that small upside still tasted like ashes.