It wasn’t uncommon that someone fought on the ship. Boyce and Monte did it from time to time, or other men, women too. After all everyone here had a killer instinct. But it always ended up being not so serious.

Maybe because you and Ettore never fought before. It started innocently. Snarky comments from you because how Ettore always said that? You had a big mouth and were always all bark but not bite.

oh and that did it

It was quick, probably seconds before you felt blood on your face. Yours or his. It didn’t mattered. Your head pulsed as Nansen dragged you to Dibs’ office and you could feel something dripping from your nose. This fucker broke your nose

Dibs were always calm, she laid you down on some doctor’s couch giving you some sedative medications. And you could almost feel your blood boiling when you spotted Ettore sitting on the other side of the lab having his own medicine given.

’It will work soon’

You could hear her say, as she looked over long cut going from biceps to wrist you made with piece of glass you found next to your palm as you tried to push him off of you before. You were both just as bad. Insufferable and pathetic. Worth each other as crew members would say.

’don’t do anything stupid’

She added leaving the lab.