President Haverick leaned back in her suede chair, surveying the men and women gathered around her. She was nervous, and she knew the others could sense it. But she also knew that they were nervous as well. Ever since the world population peaked seven billion back in 2011, more than one hundred years prior, it had just continued to rapidly grow at an exponential rate. It wasn't until recently that the overload of people had become a major problem. With a deep breath, she started the meeting.
"Good morning, leaders and ambassadors; ladies and gentlemen; and harbingers of a better world," President Haverick began, her steely voice cutting thro
Newkirk greedily took hold of the plate of potatoes that Captain Hobbes slid across the table to him. Because he was interrupted from his sleep so early, the poor middy had realized how hungry he was and was now chewing the starched furiously.
"Now, Mr. Newkirk," Captain Hobbes began, "as Dr. Busk mentioned, we do indeed have a special mission in store for you."
The boffin present now took hold of the conversation. "As you know, Mr. Newkirk, the ship is headed towards Japan."
The midshipman's head snapped up to look at the two men and realized that they were now both staring at him, waiting for a response. He flushed a deep red, and pushed
"Mammy, where we going?" the three year-old boy whined, pulling at his mother's trousers.
Prince Aleksander of Hohenburg glanced down at his son, pushing up his glasses as he did so. "Art, don't stress out your mother. She's in no condition."
Shooting a withering look at her husband, Deryn Sharp leaned down and picked up little Artemis Franz Ferdinand despite her swollen stomach. Now satisfied that he was once again in his mother's arms, Art promptly stuck his thumb inside his mouth.
"Wily little boy," Bovril chuckled from Alek's shoulder, gray hairs starting to show through his fur.
Deryn and Alek started walking through the streets of L
"Hello, Mr. Newkirk. This is Captain Hobbes. Sorry to wake you up so early in the morning, but you are needed in the Navigation Room." Eugene Newkirk jerked awake to the Captain's voice. Stifling a scream, he replied shakily.
"Yes sir, I'll be down in ten minutes end message." Groaning, the boy rolled out under the covers of his bunk and landed with a rather loud bang onto the fabricated wood floor. Eugene sat up and crawled to the other side of his quarters, and opened his trunk.
Why did mother make me join the goddamned air force ? Eugene thought not for the first time as he changed into his middy's slops. After tying his shoes