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Scott grins, “Stiles found a Firefly.”
“They're these old-style ships from before the Wars, they'll stay in the sky forever if you have an even halfway decent mechanic and they're some of the fastest non-military models from that era. They're... they're freaking sweet and one finally came into the 'yard today and, well,” Stiles takes a deep breath and moves in front of Allison, clasping both her hands in his and looking deeply into her eyes, as serious as he can be with all this adrenaline running through him, and asks: “Allison Michelle Argent, would you do me the honor of being my Captain?”