Michael pushed himself out from under the shuttle, grease on his hand and arms, and a streak smeared across his forehead. It was done. His escape shuttle was a real, functioning escape shuttle. He’d even been slowly squirreling away water and food rations to fill it’s tiny cargo bay. Now he just had to figure … Continue reading Year 351, Rotation 34: A Minor Alert →

“Happy birthday, Vinny!!!” Aluna set off an essence popper that exploded with a bout of flute music and purple light that, for a moment, overpowered the ambient green glow of Shelby’s interior. Toaster chimed excitedly by his thigh next to where he sat cross-legged on the metal floor. Dominique produced a cake box and set … Continue reading Year 353 A.E., Rotation 4: Stale →