Not quite three weeks into the voyage, the impromptu football league that had sprung up in the engineering decks was already notorious. The rules were a matter of consensus and thus got frequently disregarded completely whenever those involved got bored of enforcing them. No referee or linesmen to speak of either.
What they did have in spades,
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What she hadn't expected was for Scotty to take her down the way he had or her already bad knee to be twisted out from under her. Again. Biting back another string of curses she leaned heavily in to the Scotsman while trying not to cry. "Two.. possibly.. if I manage not to deck 'im."
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"Hey, now, the last thing we need is another brawl in here," she said, closing the lid on the unit and straightening. "I've only just got Carmichael's blood off the floor." So that was a joke. But it's not like he wouldn't have deserved a worse injury that what he walked away with.
Coming over to the duo by the door, she nodded at each of them in turn. "Mister Scott. Miss Barrows."
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