Starship Victory: The Last Boy on Earth
By Joey Peters
Smashwords Edition
Copyright 2011, Joey Peters
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On the Creation of the Multiple Earths
Ensign Brahma smelled the Cherenkov radiation. He tasted the hyperspace wake left by the ship as it traveled faster than light. And Brahma assimilated his crudely replicated egg and French toast through an elaborate atomic process, not organic digestion.
"It's lonely," he said. "Nobody else sees the universe from anything approaching my perspective."
Chief Hayes replied, "Do you try this 'sensitive, feeling, god-like energy-being' line on all the girls?" between mouthfuls of oatmeal.
Security Chief Hayes was pretty in a lady soldier sort of way. Her clothes were absolutely pristine, precisely to regulation down to the Planck length. She kept her hair tied in back with a tight knot. She wore her communicator, blaster and scanner directly on her belt, never more than a couple feet from her hands. Always ready.