The NULL Solution = Episode 156
…Every time Sampson McKinney leaves Epsilon Eridani, the bungee cord gets longer and longer…
Fortunately for the traveling trio, this is not supposed to be a military production. Many burdens are being set aside along the way…: Sampson’s confinement, Chasonn’s wanderlust, Skaldic’s constituency.
A relief valve has been supplied in the form of Sampson’s homemade concoction. The funny thing about altered states, they have that singular ability to make one forget about those burdens of the mind.
“Back off the throttle Chase, we’ll get there soon enough,” Sam wants to savor the inexplicable satisfaction of open space, not to mention the escapist qualities provided by the alcohol that he has distilled from native Eridanian root vegetation. The new brew enhances mental acuity, with an added generous dash of delight.
Pent-up issues need to be dealt with or it will eventually deal with you; Sampson has not devolved into a frivolous souse, but he has long since lost the structure that NASA provided him. He is certainly bound by Eridanian custom, however loose that may be.
However, compliance and resignation differ from command and control. Every time Sam leaves Epsilon Eridani, the bungee cord gets longer and longer. Naturally he plans to return to his family. This time out features deep breathing and big gulps for those who care.
Skaldic is a sport. After a twenty ounce jug lubricates his inhibitions, especially concerning Sampson’s daughter, he takes exception to Chasonn inquiring of Sammy Mac, about the lady’s current suitors… ‘How dare he’ beat Skaldic to the punch.
One thing leads to another and before you know it, the Seljuk cruiser is set on autopilot and Sampson feels the need to place himself smack-dab in the middle of a robust contest for the hand of the maiden fairest Deimostra.
Boys will be boys, whatever the size or flavor.
This matter of the heart will need to wait for another day, as does the matter of Harmonia.
Tall Tales are made of these.