Ship... and Giq

Ship... and Giq

Giq, the green fellow sitting in the captain’s chair, stood up as Captain Verdana walked through the hatch into the bridge. 

“How are we looking?” Verdana asked as he took his place in the chair.

Giq smiled and said, “Just the normal.  They keep asking about you.  I think you may really be in trouble this time.”  He had a smug smile on his dark green face.  Giq had no hair, small nostrils and a broad mouth with sharp tiny teeth.  His fingers were webbed, and his throat extended as he breathed.  He looked like a toad, really.

“Thanks for noticing,” Verdana retorted.  “Well, lets get it over with.  Where’s every one else?”

“Scub and Dallup are sleeping,” Giq said.  “It was my watch.”

“Fuck,” Verdana said as he punched into the guidance system the location of the Galactic Armada headquarters.