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OF CATS, UH, FURZELS AND KINGS




OF CATS, UH, FURZELS AND KINGS...
From the Log of Dr. Eden Fynn,
Chief Medical Officer
Alliance Huntership Vaxxar




“Finally! A delightfully, blessedly uneventful shift.” Dr.
Eden Fynn raised the cup of tea the captain had brought her in

salute. The sweet, fruity smell of the beverage wafted past her
nose. With a satisfied sigh, Eden leaned back in her office
chair and took her first sip.
Sass, across from her, had a similarly relaxed expression

on her face. Though the dark liquid in her mug was coffee:
Mahrian Blend, black. The captain was nothing if not consistent.
“No alarms, no enigmas, no unfriendlies,” Sass agreed,

propping her boots on the edge of Eden’s desk. “Maybe the
universe has finally realized that the combined forces of the
United Coalition and the Triad are best left alone.”

It had been, what, almost three months since the combined
forces had combined? It hadn’t been an easy transition though
Eden knew that Sass, as captain, had had the more difficult job.

It wasn’t just getting Tridian officers to accept U-Cee officers


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and personnel on board a Triad huntership. It was getting one

particular, unbending, unflinching Triad essence-of-perfection

bio-cybe admiral to tolerate probably the most unorthodox, far-
from-perfect captain in the U-Cee Fleet on his ship.
Eden grinned. Actually, Sass’s presence wasn’t the only
problem.

“What? What?” Sass’s mouth twisted wryly. “What’s going on