Pirates?
Taking in the commotion around him, Lorne felt his heart sink.
He hadn't expected to run into pirates.
Surely it couldn't be the Captain and the others... Lorne shook his head.
The Golden Dream was in an entirely different area. There was no way it could cross paths with the passenger ship's route.
His impression of pirates came almost entirely from the people aboard the Golden Dream.
But those aboard the Golden Dream could only be considered adventurers who moonlighted as pirates.
Real pirates came in many varieties. Some only wanted money and spared lives; others took both wealth and lives.
"Move! Out of the way!"
A fat merchant roughly shoved aside the passengers blocking his path, nearly knocking Lorne over. Lorne quickly backed away, pressing his back against the cold cabin wall to make room for the panicked crowd.
"Damn it, this isn't very Lucky One at all..."
"My luck feels even worse than when I was a 'Robot.'"
Lorne chose not to remain in his room. If the pirates turned out to be vicious killers, the second-class cabin was far too cramped for him to maneuver.
He brought Lucky out onto the deck, intending to assess the situation first.
Thick fog surrounded the entire ship like a white wall. Visibility was abysmal, with only a few blurry lights flickering in and out of view through the mist.
"Oh, it's you. I thought some pirate too stupid to know better had sneaked aboard."
That provocative tone... Lorne turned and saw Anderson leaning against a wall.
"What are you doing here?" Lorne asked warily.
"And what are you doing here?" the other man asked in return.
"I wanted to see what real pirates were like," Lorne said, casually inventing a reason that suited his persona as a novice