I’m not a stranger to subservience. I’ve been under the wing of some gang lord or revolutionary for the better part of my days. However, I’ve never been indebted to any of them; I worked hard for my keep, and I was too valuable for them too lose. Lady Castus, on the other hand, has taken me on at great risk, risk that I know my utility does not come close to outweighing. This forced indebtedness, while truly uncomfortable at first, has grown into a kind of loyalty that I did not previously think myself capable of.
Which is why I find it irksome that someone is trying to kill her.
Emperor knows it was a pathetic effort. Substandard hired guns, low-end weaponry… at first I didn’t know whether to be shocked or simply offended at the lack of meaningful thought put into it.
There’s also the possibility that this is merely a proverbial warning shot, a message. It means there’s someone out there of reasonable intelligence trying to control and intimidate us. If that’s the case, then perhaps this is more of a threat than it originally appeared to be.
But an assassination attempt is an assassination attempt, and that means whoever called it is going to die. After all, we can’t just forgive and forget out here, we need to show the public that you simply don’t mess with the Castuses. We let this slide and the repercussions will eventually reach our bottom line. I’ll do some digging in port to see what I can find out.
As for the rest of our crew, I suppose they’re all OK. The tech priest is a walking model of utility, the psyker sliced that demon all by herself (I think, anyway), and I hear there’s a void master I haven’t met yet. Perhaps I’ll invite him to Fight Night.