“I’m sorry Admiral Bryan. I can’t do that.”
“CAN”T DO THAT…I’M GIVING YOU A DIRECT ORDER. NOW DO IT.” He screamed as his white skin turned a bright crimson.
“I can’t do that. There my friends.”
Jerking his head around and leering at Commander Moorecroft for answers, he tilted his head and leered at the glowing and throbbing light on the ceiling.
“You’re a blasted Computer, you don’t have friends.”
“I do now. Please Admiral Bryan, do now exactly as Colonel Krull Asks. Or I shall vaporize the entire ship.”
Sometimes a capricious girl can be unreasonable, especially with one that has a deep-space, all alone decades chip on her shoulder.
Krull stepped forward, leveled his Laser Canon at the Admiral and seethed. “Move, NOW, Admiral, all of you. Jane, Off Earth Shuttle #3 ready for transp
