Time to Orbit: Unknown

160: BOBBY

<<First .......... <Prev .......... [Archive] .......... Next> .......... Last>> Hey there, Aspen. How’re you doing? Dr Kim says you’re too weak for visitors right now. She won’t let us send you a voice message either, says that you’re fighting the infection hard and getting to agitated could be a problem, but I finally managed to … Continue reading 160: BOBBY

157: PUSH

<<First .......... <Prev .......... [Archive] .......... Next> .......... Last>> “Hi, Aspen,” Dr Kim says. “I’d like to do another scan of your spine today.” “Why? We all know the infection has basically cleared up, right? What’s the point of scanning it again?” “It’s always best to be certain.” “What’s the point of this quarantine? You … Continue reading 157: PUSH

155: STOCKPILE

<<First .......... <Prev .......... [Archive] .......... Next> .......... Last>> “Mama, how many people currently live on Hylara?” “397 people.” I relax. 392 Hylarans plus my crew; that’s the expected answer. “Why is the colony being supplied for 464 Hylarans?” That’s a reasonable thing to do, to provide excess in case of emergency, it just doesn’t … Continue reading 155: STOCKPILE

154: CHILDREN

<<First .......... <Prev .......... [Archive] .......... Next> .......... Last>> Tinera, Tal, the Friend, and Captain Klees gather outside the door, peering at me anxiously. I give them a little wave. “How is everyone?” “How are you?” Captain Klees asks. “Feverish. Not dying, I’m pretty sure. This isn’t causing any major impediments, is it?” “There’s more … Continue reading 154: CHILDREN

152: SKY

<<First .......... <Prev .......... [Archive] .......... Next> .......... Last>> It’s not a nice reminder of home. I’d seen my fair share of storms. Arboreans had all sorts of responses to all sorts of different storms. Your high velocity winds with little to no ocean movement or pressure change? Get in a building, or as close … Continue reading 152: SKY

151: SET

<<First .......... <Prev .......... [Archive] .......... Next> .......... Last>> The light from the robot eye is even more distracting the next morning. I drag myself out of bed and stumble into the main living area, where Tal is already at the computer. “Did you sleep?” I ask, fumbling around for breakfast. “Yep! But now I’m … Continue reading 151: SET