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.