Well, I cheated. Getting spaced didn't kill me.
I don't think you have much of a choice. It's not like being on the ocean. You can't grab onto a piece of wreckage and float around until rescue comes along. Space's too big to even dream of doing that, and you'd be long dead by the time people came around, anyway.
Getting ejected like that's more or less a death sentence. Unless you had a jetpack or something, you're pretty much screwed.
Yeah.
... I managed to piss off someone who's probably the closest thing I can think of to a god.
I mean, it's not often someone who seemed like an actual deity from a philosophical text shows up, and curses you.
Especially one that- promotes pacifism...
edited 3rd Dec '15 5:28:21 PM by RegularDefender
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post

-She tugs him into the kitchen, sets him down at the table and gets a slice of cake from the fridge, setting it down in front of him-
-Then she sits across from him, clearly intending to watch the whole thing-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?