Bruce Spencer on Nostr: npub1nxty7…a055a Dr. Zeerack was pissed. He had a migraine. It was the damn ...
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Dr. Zeerack was pissed. He had a migraine. It was the damn goggles; they were out of prescription again. He hadn’t eaten in days, and his dermatitis was acting up. Now he had to run a ship-wide diagnostic, re-calibrate the ship’s engines, and calculate math for threading the armada through a black hole, yet again this week. It just made for a really bad day. And to top it all off, it was his birthday. His anger boiled. He wanted nothing more than to pick a fight with a small human.
Dr. Zeerack was pissed. He had a migraine. It was the damn goggles; they were out of prescription again. He hadn’t eaten in days, and his dermatitis was acting up. Now he had to run a ship-wide diagnostic, re-calibrate the ship’s engines, and calculate math for threading the armada through a black hole, yet again this week. It just made for a really bad day. And to top it all off, it was his birthday. His anger boiled. He wanted nothing more than to pick a fight with a small human.