The Doctors and their companions
Boldly going … again.
Mutants, we now find ourselves on the edge of extinction …
Don’t pander to me, kid. One tiny crack in the hull and our blood boils in thirteen seconds. Solar flare might crop up, cook us in our seats. And wait’ll you’re sitting pretty with a case of Andorian shingles, see if you’re still so relaxed when your eyeballs are bleeding. Space is disease and danger wrapped in darkness and silence.
Five years in space, God help me.
The world has changed, and none of us can go back. All we can do is our best.
What a bunch of a-holes.
… but a good man.
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