Untelevised Adventures
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b7friday.
Untelevised Adventures
Late watch. Dayna prowls the flight deck, learning her way round. Stops by the gun rack, again. Keeps half an eye on the alien woman. Fascinated; shy. Cally curled up on the comfortable chairs, cup in hand, bookscreen on knee, no shoes. Hasn’t said a word this evening.
Zen speaks first. “Detectors indicate an intruder aboard—”
Dayna can see: blue-silver light shimmering near the comms station. Turns to Cally. “Should I wake the others?”
Cally, unfolding from her seat, puzzled. Why would we do that?
***
Eleven minutes later, Dayna finishes hosing down the contaminated area. Cally updates the log, eases back into her chair. She takes out her flask, pours, hands Dayna the extra cup. Dayna sniffs the contents. “Is it always like this?”
“Noisier, sometimes.” She looks over the bookscreen. “If we wake the others.”
b7friday.Untelevised Adventures
Late watch. Dayna prowls the flight deck, learning her way round. Stops by the gun rack, again. Keeps half an eye on the alien woman. Fascinated; shy. Cally curled up on the comfortable chairs, cup in hand, bookscreen on knee, no shoes. Hasn’t said a word this evening.
Zen speaks first. “Detectors indicate an intruder aboard—”
Dayna can see: blue-silver light shimmering near the comms station. Turns to Cally. “Should I wake the others?”
Cally, unfolding from her seat, puzzled. Why would we do that?
***
Eleven minutes later, Dayna finishes hosing down the contaminated area. Cally updates the log, eases back into her chair. She takes out her flask, pours, hands Dayna the extra cup. Dayna sniffs the contents. “Is it always like this?”
“Noisier, sometimes.” She looks over the bookscreen. “If we wake the others.”
