”“Are you authorized to give them commands?”“Depends on the situation.”“If there are medics among them, send them to the bridge to check o... the crew members and report their findings to you. After they finish there, they can check on the rest of the biological crew members.”“I can do that, however they require authorization by a bio crew member before any treatment can begin. I wonder why I didn’t consider that?”“Good. We will want to know their condition before beginning any treatment. As to. He felt weak, weak and tired, his eyes barely open, his face just inches from the mud. He could hear the blood dripping from his face and hitting the mud with a plopping sound. Vision tunneled. Falling into softness. Pain receding. Then nothing. He was in a cold wet place, with several suns shining through mist. He shivered, and in the mist surrounding him he could see shapes moving, they loomed above him, he couldn’t make them out, monsters, they would drown him in the mud if he moved, he had. The best thing I can say about it is there wasn't an absolute and immediately negative reaction. Mom's not happy; if she was she'd have let me know that. Since she didn't say anything about the arrangement I know it's bothering her but not how much, yet. Dad on the other hand is really bothered by it. He wants to think about it and that means he'll talk to Mom and Junior before he makes up his mind as to how he feels about it. He'll talk with Mom and Junior tonight and then again tomorrow after. The Man liked to think he knew everything about the boy, plus a few things that even the boy did not yet know about himself. He had a theory about young jock boy's like this k**, and he was planning to test it out. Boy's like this really just wanted to obey a real Man. In High School it was their coaches. Working their teen bodies to perfection for the approval of the coach. Spending all their spare time doing exactly as their coach ordered. Working out, training with the team, eating the right.