Pushing her hands against the bulkhead above her to drop back into her chair where she gripped the armrests and scanned her instruments. Desi sex “Sorry, what?” Cait flicked a few switches, one of which just degaussed her monitor, but produced a satisfying feedback hum that was sure to annoy her dad into letting the call end. “And there’s no Fleet ships available for this?”
“They’re en route, but you’re still closer.”
“Ah. There was an unexpected comfort in letting him hold her, but after a few seconds she pulled away and turned to face him as they gently floated apart. “Hi, dad.” Cait said tiredly as she requisitioned a coffee from the mess inventory. “General Avery is waiting to be connected.” Taya prompted. We just need you to follow their course, perform a sensor sweep, and report any findings.”
“Ok, sure.” She sipped her coffee again.
