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The Long Read to Earth 12-14Chapter 12 - Final Blow
At least one thing came from the delay. We had time to make the various repairs that we needed to from the hectic past few engagements. No one knew how long it had been, or when we stopped counting time. All anyone knew is that exhaustion and fatigue were setting in, and this was almost a welcome break from it all.
Skizinsky called a meeting for all the admirals, onboard the Chronos. This was my first real impression of the ship, now that I wasnt spending my time onboard in a hangar bay. The whole thing was massive, and it was designed to show it. There was head room to spare, and room to stretch out if you wanted to. Every passageway was easy on the eyes, though not necessarily decorated, and it was well-lit all throughout.
Even the meeting room was big, but without being distancing. The table was nice, a dark mahogany finish, but you could tell it was fake if you
The Long Road to Earth 10,11Chapter 10 - Boarding
I really tested my asteroid dodging skills getting to the Chronos. After everything was over, a lot of people told me I should try out for a racing team, having seen how quickly I got from the station to the ship. Honestly, Ive thought about it a lot since then.
I performed whats known as a hot dock getting aboard. Its fast and dangerous, but if you know what youre doing well enough, it not only puts your ship in the hangar, but you get out before it even stops moving. Its the last part thats the dangerous part, really. You have to jump and roll at just the right time, otherwise you get either run over or knocked around the hangar by your plane.
Jeez, Andell, dont you EVER do that again in front of me! Skizinsky shouted at me as I ran over, my ship having just come to a halt. I grinned as I ran over. Alrigh
Salting the SeaI can defeat thousands of foes
Who want all the free world to die
But I can't even begin to compete
Against a mystery guy
I wish I could express myself
As freely as I still want to
But I'm not doing it, out of respect
Of something you told me to do
I still need you in my arms
I miss you, I wish you could see
Every time that I cry lonely at night
I put the salt back in the sea
I wish I knew this was a dream
Or me freaking out of my mind
But everything that I can see with my eyes
Gets my hand shaking every time
There is still a reason I wait
And hope that things will be renewed
It's that thing that I feel In a loving embrace
And I only find that in your arms
The Long Road to Earth ch 6-9
Chapter 6 - Bittersweet
I figured the two ships were close already, and a part of me awed at the energy required to keep them cloaked and moving at the appreciable rate they were moving at the same time. But for the time being, I had to put that part of myself aside and focus on what could possibly go down. Not like that was preferable, but it wouldn't help me to have engineering distractions running through my mind.
"Docking bay, get my bird prepped. Evasive actions. Weapons, try to get a lock on those things as soon as possible. Comms, tell the Centarion to put her generators at 95 percent operational capacity. Ramis, you have the helm."
I still admire the speed at which my crew could get things done. By the time I had gotten to my fighter, it was already prepped and ready for launch. The gunnery officer and his new turret crew were all wide-eyed to get a bearing on these things. I coul
How It Began"God, your two o'clock is here."
"I have a two o'clock?"
"He's been here since 7:45. I figured it's only polite to... sir."
God sighed. "Fine, send him in."
While He waited God cleared His desk of papers and blueprints; no need for outsiders to see His plans. Soon enough the door to His office opened and God stood, smiled, held out a hand towards one of the two visitor's chairs.
"God! Great stuff you're doing in sector 2-7-0! Great stuff!"
The man's hands were clammy, his handshake limp. Rumpled suit, porkpie hat, briefcase... oh Jes-- oh dear, a salesman. God's smile slipped a little but He soldiered on gamely. With luck He could shoo the poor guy away in a few minutes.
"So, what can I do for you?"
The man sat, briefcase across his knees. "Sector 2-7-0! Everyone's talking about it! What do you call it? Man and merman?"
"Man and woman, actually. And thanks. But we're pretty busy around here, and..."
"Oh! Right! No time for the wicked, eh?" The salesman winked and popped his briefcase,
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