Chapter 4
I was still staring at the modules when the bell rang for dinner. I slipped off my gown at the door and stepped into the corridor in my regular shirt and trousers, army green, with my rank and name on a badge on my chest. A steady stream of similarly green-clad people was making their way through the corridors, all those one the same diner shift as I.
"Hey Charlie. How 'ya going with that spunk?" That was Julia.
She came to walk next to me, about my size but with brown spiky hair and a lean body that was all elbows and knees and wiry muscle.
"He's... all right, I guess. Cleaned up well after surgery."
"Did he wake up?"
"Not yet." What a dreadful lie.
"Y'know what I reckon? They started fighting because there's no construct women on board. The top brass should have allowed
