Where once her paint scheme might have been a uniform gunmetal gray or even the matte black of a Navy warship, now she was a patchwork of discolored hull plates that were evidently being held in place by chewing gum and maybe a few toothpicks. She looked like a kindergartner’s wild drawing of what a warship might look like…if that kindergartner was terrible at art and hated the Navy and everyone in it and wanted them to collectively die from embarrassment. My new home in space was shaped roughly like a long box, with an unevenly tapered front end and a flare at the back for the ion drive
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