02-05-2016, 01:57 AM
Nahaku was in his quarters, lost in troubled dreams, when he was roused by a drone over the intercom. Almost sounded like the noise a human would make. Oh well. Awake now, Nahaku blearily clambered out of his bunk and went to find a lift to the control deck.
The only legitimate use of a computer is to play games.
-Eugene Jarvis
Mishuk gotal'u meshuroke, pako kyore - Pressure makes gems, ease makes decay
The rumours of my death were greatly exaggerated.
It's called a hustle, sweetheart!
-Eugene Jarvis
Mishuk gotal'u meshuroke, pako kyore - Pressure makes gems, ease makes decay
The rumours of my death were greatly exaggerated.
It's called a hustle, sweetheart!