Gondhu answered, “Look, we have dedicated our lives to working and rebuilding living creatures, This is a mechanism not an organism. This is a ship.”
The robot arms recoilled at the end of their mantenance cycle.
The leutenant pulled another drag off the ember and answered, “you know why they use the Creoles for pilots?”
“Yes because they dont sleep.”
“Wrong, because they rarely sleep. Helmsman Bell was sound asleep, and the ship heard me. She traveled across the void of space and found me dying without hope, missing an arm, about to smoke my last cigarette before death. She is not trash, she is not a machine, she is alive.”

sorry needed more characters lol

hahah..
Man you’re on a tear!!!
So far it’s great.. I dunno what you needed me for..

Wow, haha you’re right they tie in very nicely, I should’ve written mine as a sequel : )

Er, prequel… PREQUEL