The recovery crew finally managed to remove the large slab of rock which had been blocking their access; it had taken many hours over many weeks, sometimes chipping away at the dense surface just to make a small hole that gave their power drills something to work into instead of merely slipping across the surface. Rather than heading straight into the newly created cavern, Astor, the team leader, suggested they return to their ship to take a break, get a drink; they were only half-way through the operation.
When back on board, Kolni pondered the drinks menu on the vender on the mess deck, unaware that Astor stood behind her.
“You always go for the Zingy Lime Shocker, Kolni, why change the habit of a…” Astor laughed when the machine poured the green fluid straight into its drip tray, failing to provide a cup, before finishing “…lifetime?”
“This damned machine has been doing this for weeks,” Kolni complained as she slapped the side of the machine firmly with the palm of her hand, before shaking her wrist with a painful “ow.”
“Take it easy, that machine will hurt you more than you it,” Astor said as he pressed the maintenance button on the side, before walking Kolni away from the vender; “Use the other machine over there and let the automated maintenance program fix this one without knocking it to pieces… there’s no point getting stressed about anything now we’ve found the Nova Luna.”
Posted for Six Sentence Stories, where the prompt word this week is ‘Fluid’.
We last visited Nova Luna here.