“Captain.”
“What is it Birgham?”
“I would advise a change of
course. We’re running low on power.”
“I don’t take orders from you
Brigham; you’re a navigator, nothing more. I tell you where we’re going, and
you set a course, that’s it. Do you understand me?”
“Yes sir.”
“Schmaltzy!”
“Captain?”
“What is the level of the power
cells?”
“About a quarter reserve, sir.”
“See, Brigham? We have plenty of power
left to get where we’re headed.”
“But, sir.”
“Enough, Brigham.”
“Sir, if we maintain this course,
we will route around the asteroid field, nearly doubling the distance to
Tutoki. We need to divert course through the field in order to even make it
with what power we have left.”
“Then do it.”
“Yes sir!”
“Well?”
“Nothing’s happening sir.”
“I can see that.”
“She isn’t responding. The system
is on the fritz, sir.”
“Well, then fix it.”
“I’m trying, sir. It’s still
unresponsive.”
“Brigham, talk to me”
“Shit, everyone hang on!”
“What’s going on?”
“She’s overdriving! The power is
draining fast”
“What?”
“Hold onto something, we’re
Jumping to Deep Space.”
-Timothy W.
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