Literature
Sweet Selene
Sweet Selene
Lyman fiddled with his suit as he stood in line. Having no regular caretaker it was up to him to keep up with its maintenance. Luckily, his daily check of all his various tubes and diagnostic screens turned up nothing; he was fine--for now.
His suit was highly customized; he’d been in it for a few hundred years, so he’d had plenty of time to make it unique to his personality. The chassis part was blue, and his monitors shown green from the anterior plating. His arms and legs were sheathed in a thick, matted, black, but slimming material.
The line he stood in stretched out of the Galactic Pharmacy, a