Dig Your Grave
by feldman
"Scorpius."
He shakes the soil from his head and notes the soft sibilance of his name, as well as the distinct lack of 'sir'. Nothing like the hard hiss of the girl who buried him. Scorpius wonders if Grayza's applications of musk have blunted Braca's mind along with his energy signature, compromised the precision of one of his best tools.
A firm grip wrenches him free of
the dirt, however, pleasing strength and efficiency. Perhaps the man's strange
affect is due simply to the shock of a successful disinterment. Braca hands
him a fully charged weapon and briskly refills the hole, his loyalty more
precious than deference.