Humans Are Space Orcs - Vol. 1

Humour Is Everywhere

Ales'kneli glanced around the ship's communal area. Their teammates were scattered across it, completing different tasks. Or in Human Greg's case, sleeping on the klaxeon cores again. They chuckled to themselves, shaking their heads gently. One day those crystals would zap him through their glass casings. For the nth-time. The Agralthian grinned devilishly to themselves. They shifted, standing and heading towards the control deck. It was time to head off, especially with the kind of cargo they were carrying.

They sat down in the pilots chair, activating the thrusters and shields. If they heard Human Greg's high pitched yelp as he fell from the sudden movement, no one needed to know of their amusement. Agralthians were so serious, after all. They swiped their fingers across the hologram, starting the klaxeon fusion in the hyperchambers for a hyperjump. They heard loud cursing as their crew began running for the deck. Ales'kneli activated the hyper jump sequences.

Death threats had never sounded so humorous.