Most of it was processed algae, and a bit of it was flavour. XXNX He was currently on his way to an iron mine to help them compensate for their recent expansion, as miners preferred sex in their off-hours over alcohol, which any company would try to incorporate for good reasons. He opened the food slot, which was conveniently waist high, and put his length through. He lumbered back to the cargo bay and took the intercom, inquiring casually into it, “Who wants to get me off and pay off 10 credits of debt?”
He set the window to be transparent both ways, most of the bodies were sleeping, one woman sat on the edge of her bed with a hand raised. “Are you allowed to, well, you know.” Dave sipped his water, waiting for Galen to ask his a legitimate question.
