Blue Max Studios: Nano-Fic: The Gentlemen's Agreement (3)
"Hey, Kura? Got one of those onion pies anywhere?" Ipa Sam had to duck under the arch that separated the galley from the wide passage on the crew deck. At two meters three, her mane of multi-colored hair nearly brushed the ceiling. "Uh, yes!" Canto was not smiling.
Nano-Fic: The Gentlemen's Agreement (3)