“Yes… Humans are pricks, what do you think I’ve been telling you?” Sparky demanded, his arms folded across his chest as he glared around the briefing room.
It was actually the back part of the Sprite’s bridge, behind the command and station console. The space allowed just enough room for them all around the holo-table if they didn’t mind getting cozy.
Sprite“Yeah, well… we didn’t think you meant actual pricks,” T’Raal muttered in self-defense, rubbing at the back of his neck. He still wore a stunned expression after Zero had shown them the data Eric had sent over. Proof of a secret government project, experimenting on an unknown woman.
actual An unknown alien woman.
alien “Nope. We are, in fact, actual pricks.” Sparky barked a hard laugh. “We’ve been killing each other for thousands of
