Kalyeena M

Panic

THE MISSION THUD. This was Rikyn’s fourth SoloToob landing in what felt like as many weeks. And it was getting tedious. Gone were the days when Astros could pass time with their crew between planets. Now you could barely come up with enough cash to convince a single human to launch into space. At least not without some CityState coercion. No amount of money could turn a fundamentalist Gaian – or heal raw, collective trauma – that quickly.