This is the first chapter in a science fiction story I've been doing on 360. I hope you enjoy it. Betty, what do you think of the video?
"LIFT OFF!!"
Lift day is always a hectic time for me, but I've never lost the excitement of it either.
I spent the last week getting ready for this day. Port clearence paperwork, flight plans,
visas, medical, and my pride, and joy...Ownership papers! I own this beast. And beast
she is too. I'll fill you in more on that later. A starship! my second, thankyou very much.
(yeah that's another story too.) The I.S.S. Swift Arrow will roar into orbit with me in the
cockpit at exactly 12 noon local planet time.
The ship is a living thing coming to wakefullness. The deck vibrates when shes
sitting on the tarmac. Fans whirr, machinery whines, and the flight deck is a muted
symphony of hums, clicks,bleeps, and communications traffic. I never tire of this. My
boyhood dream realized. I am a happy man. Check list time.
I have a green board on the star drive. powerplant green. Anti-matter reactor is
online. Reaction drive is good. Magnetic drive at idle. life support is good. Navigation
platform good. Com is good. Weapons...plasma cannons good. Lasars good. 50.
caliber machine guns good. 20 mm rapidfire cannons go. torpedos go. ( Hey..some of
the places I go you better be able to walk softly, and carry a real big stick.) Electrical
buss a is good. buss b is good. Buss c is good. Ok you get the idea here right?
I spent a month putting together this cargo. Postal deliveries. Machinery . Dry
freight. Medical supplies(nothing biological). Lots of refrigerated, and frozen food items.
And her. I know i know, you would think i'd learn, but no. My human cargo was a mystery.
She had the money for passage. She was going my way. And, yeah i like redheads.
Her business on Rigal 3 was her own affair, and since she wasn't wanted by the local
heat (yep I always check) i saw no reason why Ms Betty Keeley shouldn't join my Motely
crew for the trip.
"Starship I.S.S. Swift Arrow to Aero-space control request departure clearnce at
11:59 point three niner-mark, over?"
"Roger Swift Arrow. You are cleared for departure at 11:59...and counting...."
"I see no reason why I should have to spend lift-off down there in that stuffy cabin
with such a splendid view from here." And there she was buckling in the right hand
seat. The look on her face booking no argument.
"Uhhh... Yesmaam" I said, not for the last time, And hit the rockets.....
:) :) :) :) :)
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