Jack of Harts

Morgan died over a thousand years ago on the Thunderbird’s home planet. She left her flesh and blood body behind to become one with the networks and gain immortality. She spent the first millennia of her second life traveling throughout Thunderbird space at lightspeed, and taking part in the exploration of new star systems via their far-flung network of probe swarms. Then we made Contact. Then the Shang attacked. Morgan volunteered to fight as the mind of a starfighter in defense of her people. And when word arrived in Thunderbird space that we were building a fleet at Sunnydale to take The War to the Chinese and their Shang allies, she joined the Thunderbird contribution to the effort. That was where I first met her.

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