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In a galactic network known as the Keangal, where space is accessible...Lieutenant Eileen Iris and the command crew of the S.S. SpoonZ haven't a clue what it means to be disabled. That's not a metaphor-no one they know has ever applied that term to living beings. So, when a startled intergalactic janitor calls them disabled but is 'ported away a bit too soon, they realize they might never get the answer to that particular question. Unphased, duties resume as Lieutenant Iris tries to appease her overprotective guidebot Clarence; Security Chief Lartha and her new sentient prosthetic legs offer kick-ass protection; Mr. Herbert's inventiveness is a treasured godsend (though he's not quite grasped how to flirt); Commander Davan's good humour comes through whether trumpeted, texted, or signed; and Captain Warq's genteel but firm leadership keeps everyone at their best.Until on one mission, where they tear through space. Just a little bit.
What happens when boy meets girl but girl doesn't notice boy because she shares a body with another boy? When he's not gorging on desserts, calming his hypochondriacal mum, or getting bone-crunching hugs from his warrior dads, Virj Ofreesin spends his time writing a fantasy novel about Frayda, the elegant half of the two-headed Dwa. Life is adequately mediocre until he learns the Dwa are gravely ill, and a mystical cure grows on a planet between two infamously warring worlds. Ignoring all warnings of danger, Virj embarks on the journey to be Frayda's real-life hero, armed only with his stylus, and a boingy-haired nuisance who decides to tag along.
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