Here’s the next episode of Space Opera.
I punched in my priority code at the transit station, then turned to the crowd of people waiting there.
“Sorry, but we’re taking the next one. We’re needed on the bridge.”
“Who are you?” asked one of the crew members.
“Watch it, man,” his companion said. “That’s Captain Clarke. We’ll wait, sir.”
“Thanks, and sorry,” I said. The door slid open. I stood by it as Izzy, Nolan, Cyrus, JJ, and Tim got in, following them inside. We took off, getting to the bridge after a few twists and turns.
“Thanks so much for getting down here,” Andrea said, getting up from the Captain’s chair. “I think you should take command.”
“You’re totally capable, Andrea,” I said.
“She is,” Vermillion said, walking towards the group, “but in this case you’ve got the battle experience.”
“Exactly,” Andrea said. “I’ll take the science officer’s chair, with Nolan assisting, if that’s all right…
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