She hated the Barracks. At one time she rated her own private quarters, but on this run it was communal living at its finest. The place stank of feet and sweat and dust, with the sweet tang of mechanical lubricant and recycled O2. It could be worse,
She hated the Barracks. At one time she rated her own private quarters, but on this run it was communal living at its finest. The place stank of feet and sweat and dust, with the sweet tang of mechanical lubricant and recycled O2. It could be worse,
