012. Insanity012. Insanity
Doctor Delbert Doppler completed his undergraduate schooling of a double major in Chemistry and Physics in three years, his masters in Observational and Theoretical Astrophysics in one and a half, his masters in Nucleosynthesis and Astrochemistry in two, and his doctorate in Extragalactic Astrophysics in three. In all of his nineteen semesters, he's never been taught what to do in this situation.
The situation being stranded on a planet no one else in the entire universe knows the location of, let alone knows exists, reduced to running and hiding out in the bryophyte-covered-sorry-excuse-for-a-home of an outdated, obsolete, out-of-his-mind and off-his-rocker bioelectric navigational bot, hiding from pirates, no less, who'd hoodwinked him into believing that they were actually an outstanding and phenomenal crew who had even served on the ship of the head of the Royal Navy, who were really only bloodthirsty and gold-hungry buccaneers and looters who obviously had no qualms
001. Introduction001. Introduction
The first thing that James Hawkins notices about the Interstellar Academy is not its size, not its elegance, not even its students. No, the first thing he notices is that they have really nice automatic toilets.
Having spent the better part of ten minutes in a stall relieving his nauseated guts out, Jim regrets not taking the ginger pills that his mother offered him before he left Montressor.
Oh, don't get me wrong, Jim doesn't easily get motion sickness. Which is why he adamantly refused the pills in the first place. He's a solar surfer, for crying out loud! He was born to be a spacer, it's in his blood! But what he wasn't counting on was the absolutely jam-packed transport, so much so that he was unable to lift his hand to scratch his nose, or for that matter, cover it. He'd been squeezed against some creature that was obviously of the sort that didn't believe in deodorant, and from the stench, it probably didn't believe in bathing, either.
So the limited freedom, t