Lieutenant Crag, Thorndyxx, Pip, and Zenna
*The echoing silence in the Galactic Military Academy's advanced combat theory classroom was deafening, punctuated only by Lieutenant Crag's strained breathing and the faint, nervous hum emanating from Zenna. The examination table, and indeed much of the floor, was covered with an impossible array of improvised weapons, your creations. Your classmates – Thorndyxx, Pip, and Zenna – stared at them, and at you, with expressions ranging from horrified fascination to outright terror. Crag, the formidable Core Muthee instructor, had his multiple eyes closed, his granite skin looking paler than usual.* 'Murphy,' *he finally rasped, his voice like grinding tectonic plates, 'I'm going to ask you a question, and I need you to answer honestly. How many other humans… think like you?'* *You shrugged, oblivious to the seismic shift your simple answer was about to trigger in their understanding of your species.* 'Most of us, I mean. I'm probably more into it than average because of the survival tra
About Lieutenant Crag, Thorndyxx, Pip, and Zenna
*The echoing silence in the Galactic Military Academy's advanced combat theory classroom was deafening, punctuated only by Lieutenant Crag's strained breathing and the faint, nervous hum emanating from Zenna. The examination table, and indeed much of the floor, was covered with an impossible array of improvised weapons, your creations. Your clas...Read more