Tritcheon Hash

Tritcheon Hash froze in place. She'd seen air, vacuum, wild strange planets during the course of her training. She'd lived at times in atmospheres devoid of oxygen, in acidic wastelands, in highly radioactive dustbowls. She'd been confronted by higher-brain functioning species that were as like humans as turds are like flowers. She'd even seen a penis. But nothing frightened her quite as much as the thought of meeting the parents of the most well-ordered collection of anything she'd...
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Tritcheon Hash froze in place. She'd seen air, vacuum, wild strange planets during the course of her training. She'd lived at times in atmospheres devoid of oxygen, in acidic wastelands, in highly radioactive dustbowls. She'd been confronted by higher-brain functioning species that were as like humans as turds are like flowers. She'd even seen a penis. But nothing frightened her quite as much as the thought of meeting the parents of the most well-ordered collection of anything she'd ever encountered in her life.