The two humans in this ship are really close. They will do nearly anything to save the other. On the other claw, they destroyed the training room arguing about whether a certain earth insect is a lighting bug or firefly. -- Anon Guest
The two Ships' Humans were out of breath, bruising, and one of them had a dark reddish-brown ichor leaking from their nose. They were also kept well out of each other's grip by the presence of Companion Jorx directly between them.
"I don't understand," said Duty Captain Vredd. "We were under the impression that you were a bonded pair."
"Oh yeah, we're still ride or die for each other," said Human Zo, who was the one leaking ichor. "Right, babe?"
"Yeah," said Human Stef. "Even though you're completely wrong about lightning bugs."
"They're fireflies," said Human Zo in the tired tones of someone who's already had this argument over a hundred times. Tensions between the Humans were already ramping upwards again.
Fortunately, Companion Jorx knew his job and intervened. "If you do not remain calm, we will have to segregate you for crew safety, you understand this."
"Shuttingup," said Human Stef.
"We'll be good," added Human Zo.
Duty Captain Vredd had to run five cycles of his meditative breathing just to keep himself emotionally resilient. "Neither of you thought to check the free infonets for the truth."
"Truth is relative," insisted Human Stef.
"Ze means that the documents don't agree with hir," translated Human Zo. "I love hir dearly, but ze can't stand losing, sometimes."
Duty Captain Vredd sighed. "I do recall seeing a request for additional stressor bonuses, Companion Jorx? I shall add my vote in your favour."
"They can't be 'flies' since they have a closer resemblance to beetles," said Human Stef in a singsong voice.
"Don't get me started about the spider crab," warned Human Zo. "Things are mis-named all the time. It's how we work."
"We changed our collective minds about Pluto..."
"Most of us did..."
Duty Captain Vredd cleared his throat in a meaningful way. "This is the first time one of your... intense disagreements... has harmed ships' property. The next time might harm one of the crew. I am having a great deal of concerns in regards to your... emotional compatibility."
"You want to separate us because the argument got away with us?"
"I definitely wish to insist on counselling," Vredd allowed. "Is this the only matter of contention that has... come to blows?"
"We usually get our tension out with sparring, but since Stef sprained a knee..."
"Maybe counselling is a good idea, love. We can... resolve a few issues," said Human Stef. "That was dangerous and you know it."
Human Zo sighed. "Okay. Yeah. We need to sort our bullshit out."
What bovine feces had to do with anything, Duty Captain Vredd was afraid to ask.
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