Marianne Faulkner (@popantique)
Errant corsetrix, would-be pinup girl, bookworm, catlady, tea & cocktail connoisseur. Corsets handmade in San Francisco with organic fabrics and curves like whoa.
When our sleeper ship emerged in Omega-3, and the onboard computers awoke, first the crew and then the passengers, I was ordered by the captain to plot us a course to the nearest base. Freeport 1, as it turned out. As you may understand , I was a high-ranking officer aboard the ship. Despite my young age, 21, I had proven myself as a capable officer. I was on the fast track to Admiralty back on earth, but now I was conning our sleeper ship in an unknown system.
Since the Colonials was partly scattered around Sirius, our military ranks fell apart. By concealing my true identity, I managed to join the Bretonian Armed Forces, where I served for several years.