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“It is the only logical choice,” Isaac stated.
Captain Ed Mercer stared at the viewscreen on the bridge of the USS Orville . A shimmering, iridescent cloud the size of Jupiter was currently digesting a small moon. Science scans indicated it was a rogue, non-corporeal lifeform with the cognitive capacity of a mildly ambitious goldfish. The Orville
Kelly blinked. “The what?”
As if on cue, the Orville shuddered. Alarms blared on Ed’s communicator. “Captain,” came the voice of Ensign Turco, panicked. “The cloud is… licking us. Very enthusiastically.” “It is the only logical choice,” Isaac stated
A moment of profound silence fell over the group. Then, everyone turned to look at Bortus, who had just transported down to assist. In his hands, he held a half-empty bottle of his favorite beverage. Science scans indicated it was a rogue, non-corporeal
“It will taste of photons and lies,” Bortus said grimly.