She astrogated through the portal, simultaneously shrugged
off her titanium-threaded cape and commanded, “Computer, 4-D martini!” Almost instantly, a martini in Martian
Crystal rose from a side table. She took
it down in one, cold gulp. “This is the
best mindfood I’ve had in a megayear.”
She collapsed into the nearest turbo chair and praised Xarlox that even in
this posthuman wasteland, a good drink could still be found. After all, terraforming was a tough morph,
even with universal constructors. She
holo-sighed and decided to catch up on the novelmatrix she’d been neglecting. All was meta in this particular
gravilink. Except…she’d forgotten to
order tooth flux from the compussary again.
Just galactic.
