Jack of Harts

I was born to be a fighter.  It’s one of the little tradeoffs we make when we are born into war.  I always wanted to be a starship though, to fly anywhere I wanted without a warship to take me there.  Don’t get me wrong; I love warships; some of my best friends are warships.  But sometimes a lady wants to have her own ride to the ball.  It makes that late night extraction a lot less stressful when I don’t have to worry about becoming a pumpkin at the stroke of twelve.