FTL-18... Faster Than Life.
Previously…..
“Yay me, so how bad was the damage from that kick?”
“Whiplash and a concussion, you’d have lived but its better we fixed you up so you could think straight with us leaving and getting back on schedule.”
“Yay, me.”
She grins at me and helps me sit up. “You’ll live it’s just some really heavy bruising, you’ll get used to it.”
“Why would I get used to it?”
“Because you haven’t gone into the main academy Erin, just wait for the combat trials and the survival courses.”
“But I’m in fleet. I’m not a combat MOS.”
“Sure and the training is scaled that way but ships get attacked, they take firs and get boarded and even crash in bad places.”
“Oh…”
She laughs and heads out of my room. “See now you have so much to look forward to cadet.”
I’d be tempted to say something snarky but my painkillers don’t have me that looped out of it. And now that I’m sitting up my bladder is telling me I need to pee.
Ow…that bathroom door looks a long way off.
And currently…….
