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Star's Ships

Not much phased Bai Mei Xing. After graduating with a Master's degree in Forensic Anthropology at the age of 16, she became the youngest professor of Anthropology in the history of A University and moonlighted as a consultant for the local and national police forces. All in all, she was a highly intelligent girl with her entire future in front of her. That was until she was abducted by aliens one night while she was sipping hot chocolate by her favorite lake. Years of torture later and she was able to team up with another prisoner and take over the spaceship and enact a little revenge on the crew that held her captive. Facing a completely limitless future, Bai Mei Xing decided to forge a new path for herself. But she would live her life on her terms, even if she was facing a 7-foot warrior species that specialized in killing. Nothing would stand in her way. After all, Star's ships were meant to fly. Other Novels: Dancing With Monsters--- Ongoing Rebirth in the Apocalypse: Third Time's a Charm--- Finished Rebirth In the Apocalypse: Fight, Flight, or Freeze- Ongoing Discord: Sakura#6289 Discord Channel: https://discord.gg/CapanRmy Instagram: @devil_besideyou666

Devilbesideyou666 · Sci-fi
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The Right Outfit was Key

 

I had no idea what you would wear to a space station. And as ditsy and as airheaded as that sounded, it was not meant to come out that way. I didn't want to wear my Merciless gear, not now that Midnight actually knew what I looked like.

 

I also didn't think that a ball gown was appropriate either. Jeans and a sweater seemed a little weird to wear out with a bunch of aliens, and I didn't even know the temperature of the station itself. Was it warm? Dry? Wet? A combination of everything? Yeah, I think I was much more in my head than I wanted to be right now.

 

"Jun Li," I called out, ending the silent treatment that I had been giving him since he connected the call with Midnight before I was ready.

 

"Yes?" he called out. I was pretty sure that he never even knew I was giving him the silent treatment—typical male.