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Rear Commander Gibson was proud of her job and the people under her command.
That was not a guarantee she wouldn’t kill someone before this trip was over.
Two weeks trapped in a ship, traveling to another dimension was proving the greatest challenge of her life.
When they first got aboard, the android assigned to Squad Three sat down in their chair and promptly said: “You know where my on button is if you need me.”
And powered down.
Lucky bastard.
At least Michaels had gotten sick of saying ‘are we there yet’, every hour, on the hour.
