Jack of Harts

Rosalie and Rosalind did not apply to join Cowboy Squadron when we asked for new blood at Alpha Centauri. They didn’t talk to me about it at the time, but I agreed with their reasoning when they told me later. They’d grown up with me, and we’d done everything together most of those years. They needed to chart their own path. To prove to the brass that they really were as good as their tests said they were. That they didn’t need anyone to hold them up. Death can make people question everything. So they went out and they answered those questions for everyone. Ally and enemy alike.