At the buzz of his doorcom, Iseoy looked up from his hand-held screen. He frowned. “AI. Time to departure?”
“Two hundred increments,” the mellow male voice intoned.
Iseoy wondered who could be disturbing him. There was still quite some time to the ship’s departure, and he wasn’t due on deck for another hundred increments.
The doorcom buzzed again. With an impatient sigh, Iseoy reached across his bunk and pressed his finger against the console on the wall. “Yes?”
“Are you going to do anything other than sleep? I thought we could go to the recreation room and have a non-alcoholic drink or two. After all, you don’t have to be on deck for a while yet.”
Iseoy smiled. Like himself, Tamesis was a PrideHomer and as the only two catmen, they’d developed a tight-knit friendship over the last se
