SF Drabble #269 “I For One Welcome Our New Aquatic Overlords”

I knew he was talking even before the translation started: I could hear the Viceroy’s voice as it sympathetically vibrated the glass walls of the tank. It was a low, modulated, powerful rumble.

“You have been recommended by most trusted advisors.”

“I’m honored,” I answered, with a bow which was probably meaningless to him.

“There will be many responsibilities. The territory is a large area with many indigenous inhabitants.”

Indigenous inhabitants: that’s us. “I understand.”

“Success will be rewarded. Failure will result in the most final punishments being applied to your entire genotype.”

Not mincing words, are we? “I understand.”

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