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Post by Blacksteel on Aug 11, 2010 6:24:55 GMT -5
“It’d be preferable from sitting around doing nothing all day,” Liz agreed, grinning. Truth be told, if she was going to stay here, she’d have to start getting more involved and working would be the best way.
“And I guess a job here would be nice.” Though Liz wasn’t fond of desk jobs, starting small would be the best. “I don’t know much about space travel, but I’d like to repay you somehow.” She never liked it when she owed people money. Even asking Abe for a dollar to buy a soda made her feel guilty.
Liz whistled, admiring the sleek craftsmanship of the corvette. “Heh. Can’t believe these things are still around.” And as was the case with every newbie who had never space travelled before, she asked eagerly, “So when do we set off?”
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Post by Skyfire on Aug 11, 2010 6:54:00 GMT -5
“We’ll talk to the Commander about it later,” Erin assured her.
Erin grinned. “Right now. Hop in.” She jerked her head to indicate the passenger side, then climbed into her own seat and shut the door.
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Post by Blacksteel on Aug 11, 2010 7:00:53 GMT -5
Liz jumped in and closed her own door before strapping herself in. “How long will it take us to get there, you said?” she asked, flipping back copper tresses. She looked around the interior’s spacecraft curiously, feeling a giddy sort of excitement she hadn’t felt in years.
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Post by Skyfire on Aug 11, 2010 7:15:18 GMT -5
Erin activated the car and started up the preflight checks. There was an audible hiss, like air pressurizing. “Well, we’re actually gonna hit the morning rush,” she admitted, not looking up from her console, “but that’ll give you time to get a good look at things.”
The console pinged. “We’re good to go,” she announced, pulling back on the helm and directing the car for the huge hangar doors. The doors opened, and they passed through, only to be confronted by another set of doors. Those doors opened, to reveal a third set. “Three airlocks for safety,” Erin explained, driving past the last set and into the wild black yonder.
She turned for the one of the skylanes extending from the planet, and caught sight of something to Liz’s side. “Say hello to the Moon,” she grinned as she entered a skylane for smaller traffic.
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Post by Blacksteel on Aug 15, 2010 2:18:44 GMT -5
"So..." Liz began, looking out the starshield. For some reason she was under the impression that she'd been starting a lot of her sentences with that word lately. "What am I going to have to learn first in order to survive here and not make a fool of myself?"
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Post by Skyfire on Aug 15, 2010 15:45:37 GMT -5
Erin grimaced. “Actually, that’s a good question—and don’t fly off the handle at that, please.” She dove under the car in front and back up ahead. “And no, that move wasn’t strictly legal, but you don’t get a ticket for it.” She flashed an impulsive grin at the older woman. “Blame it on my piloting teacher.
“Anyway, like I was saying… See, when I first came here, I spent almost three weeks in Star Command’s medbay while I was recovering. By the time I got out into civilization again, I knew a lot, ‘cause I’d had the time to learn. In your case, you’re going to have to learn a lot, fast.”
She tapped the helm pensively. “Y’know what? Can you give me a few minutes before I really consider that question? Flying comes pretty naturally to me, but I have problems splitting my attention—especially during morning traffic.”
((Just give some dialogue and I’ll pick the scene back up—I still want to write Erin flying through the traffic.))
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Post by Blacksteel on Aug 17, 2010 5:50:05 GMT -5
Not legal but doesn't qualify for a ticket? Well, this wasn't Liz's time to judge or know what was legal or what wasn't.
Liz had been about to ask her what she had been recovering from, but decided to drop the subject for now. "I'll let you drive then," she said, leaning back in her seat and looking out the window.
Boy, she sure hadn't been kidding when she said it was rush hour.
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Post by Skyfire on Aug 17, 2010 6:25:53 GMT -5
“Thanks,” Erin said simply. Almost instantly, the engine revved smoothly, and the car picked up speed, weaving around the other craft as if it were a video game rather than real life.
Entering the visible atmosphere was breathtaking. At one point, the lane couldn’t avoid slicing through a cloud, and Erin slowed down to prevent an accident. For three seconds, the Vette was completely surrounded by pink-tinged cloud, then it burst back out into the blue sky.
Then, almost abruptly, Erin dove off the main lane for an “exit,” in the form of another line of vehicles heading on a more downward slope for the surface. Below them spread the vast but beautiful capital city of the Galactic Alliance.
The skyscrapers glittered in the morning sun, making the region look for all the galaxy like a field of diamonds.
“Man,” Erin breathed, shaking her head. “You can’t pay for a view like this.”
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