Original fic

I meant to put this up ages ago. One of my earlier experiments in ... well, space opera, really.

Title: The Logistics of the Fleet
Author: icarus_chained
Summary: Admiral Nyenkin of the 8th Fleet is just back on the job. And faced with problems.
Rating: PG-13 for a little language, but not much.
Notes: Because a friend raised some interesting questions. Such as whether spaceships have plumbing. And to a far lesser degree, for this fic anyway, how humans and aliens might be attracted to each other. A warning: this galactic fleet comes across a little like a bus service. But hopefully it'll be apparent why.

 

( Wecome back, Admiral ... )