Jack of Harts

I remember our first landing on Pacifica.  It was shortly after The War, and we had a new ship to call home.  A lot of veterans were coming home, and everything was looking up.  Until the dumb AI in charge of spaceport security demanded that I hand over my full schematics and over ride codes for “security purposes.”  I told him The War was over, that they were none of his business, and may have added some colorful language.  It turned out to be a real short landing.