The Command Center smelled of fresh baked donuts and coffee. Lisha was slouched in the high-backed swivel chair, her thumbs flying across her phone screen. The rhythmic bloop-beep of her game was the loudest sound in the room.
"Status?" Hades asked as he walked in.
Lisha didn't look up, but she did grin. "The world is still dead but resurrecting on our end. How is Nimo?"
Hades sighed leaning over the console. "Happy that she awakened and she cannot wait for our next confrontation with whatever is stupid enough to attack us. Of course, she is greatly disappointed that she did not awaken the ability to turn her blood into acid."
"Well, we can't win them all. I am happy for her, and I am waiting for my turn. I do hope that I won't need to rabid mutated bunny to sink its teeth into my hand for that happen." She sighed. "Why can't these mutations be transmitted sexually?"
A comms officer dropped his donut.
