Jack of Harts

Betty’s my cyber.  I’m her bio.  We’re a team.  We retired after the war, and now we do this.  A little trading, a little smuggling, a little hunting, a little running.  A little studying.  The universe was so simple then.  They wanted us dead or slaves.  We disagreed.  Now we find a universe far more wonderful than we ever imagined.  And far more terrifying to some if they knew.  We like it.