That was absolutely amazing.”The Nymph traced her finger along his jawline in an affectionate gesture, then prowled towards the sofas, just as the d...oor to the Ready Room opened. Alyssa walked in first, followed by the rest of the crew, knowing smiles on their beautiful faces.“Come and join us,” Alyssa said, beckoning him over to the sofas.Quickly dressing, he strode over to join them with a spring in his step, feeling like a million credits. Jade was sitting on the sofa to his left, with Dana. Most were laid siege to and executed by hordes of desperate everymen and women.The term normally used to describe this scenario, ‘post-apocalyptic’, is one that would have comfortably sufficed to apply to the mid-to-late twenty-first century.But that was before Christ came back.The hysterical prognostications of the Book of Revelations proved wide of the mark, though as usual there was symbolism and allegory aplenty for those that cared to scry for the essence of divination in the slightest. "I promise not to laugh." I heard her sigh. "I guess you'll know sooner or later. Comeon in." She reached around the d****s and unhooked the screen. It onlytook me a moment to shinny in and flop on the floor. Funny thing: thewindow seemed smaller than it used to. Spike was wearing cutoff jeans, a T-shirt...and a bra. And thebra she was wearing was not a training bra, like my sister had wornfor almost a year, but some kind of sturdy engineering marvel. It wasobvious, even to me: Spike had big. " I stuck my head out the door and looked up. "No navigation lights either." As I pulled my head back in I noticed the glass in the windows, or rather the lack of it. I took a good look. "This is only 1/4 inch thick glass. A good heavy sea will blast right through this crap." There was no radar, no GPS, nothing but a compass. The breaker rack was minimal. Where were the battery gauges? Where was the charging display? Where was the inverter? The galley boasted the smallest refrigerator that I'd.