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Updated: May 21, 2025
Rip sat down on the end of the denuded bunk. "There's the hydro Frank spent a lot of time in there and the storeroom," he told the places off on his fingers. "The galley and the mess cabin." Those had been the extent of Mura's world. They could search the storeroom, the galley and the mess cabin but to interfere with the hydro would endanger their air supply.
While Dane found himself in charge of the galley and, while he did not have Mura's deft hand at disguising the monotonous concentrates to the point they resembled fresh food, after a day or two he began to experiment cautiously and produced a stew which brought some short words of appreciation from Captain Jellico.
No matter when Dane dropped into the mess cabin, which was the common meeting place of the spacer, he was apt to find others there before him, usually with a mug of one of Mura's special brews close at hand, speculating about their landing date. Dane, himself, once he had thrown off the lingering effects of his Sargolian illness, applied time to his studies.
Sinbad proceeded on his own four feet into the galley and the mess. He was not uneasy in the sick bay, nor in Mura's cabin, and this time he even paced the hydro without being dragged much to their surprise as they had thought that the headquarters of the stowaways. "Could there only have been one?" Weeks wanted to know as he stood by ready with the net in his hands.
But it made little difference now within a matter of hours all this luxuriance would be thrust out to die and they would have to depend upon canned oxgy and algae tanks. Too bad the hydro represented much time and labor on Mura's part and Tau had medical plants growing there he had been observing for a long time.
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