Post by Lieutenant Robin Star on Oct 29, 2010 6:03:17 GMT -8
I had permission to start the next day for the bridge from a staff member
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Robin sat at the helm console, his hands moving slowly over the controls, if this had been another day he would have been quite bored by. The pilot wanted to fly the ship through its paces and there wasn't much of that when you were just steadying the ship in warp speed but today was a little different.
Each time his finger pressed one of the many controls, his heart seemed to sped up and then slow down until his flesh connected with something else. On the outside it was hardly noticeable but inside his blood was swirling with excitement and his veins vibrating with nerves.
It was his birthday.
The pilot had tried not to think about it much or to take much happiness in it had he had done a good job of doing so until his chat with Kinin. Now he felt as young a child, ready to get up and skip... maybe not that exactly the energy and adrenaline he felt was crying him to do something with it. Pressing buttons was not what they desired right now.
The console beeped an announcement of a message which Robin read quickly, and then double-checked. One of the people working down below had noted something was off with a shuttle that was used yesterday but said it was probably nothing. At that moment Robin wished he had a clone of himself that could test the shuttle, it was rather exhilarating flying something that had a higher chance of blowing up suddenly.
Dislodging his momentary daydream of facing death again Robin beeped back his order to remove the shuttle from the usable roster until it had been double checked by both the flight engineers and the real grease monkey engineers.
After Robin received the acknowledgment he turned his eyes to his console, running a quick check before averting his gaze to the viewscreen, the dark velvet backdrop with the streaking white lines passing by them. Robin wondered if he would ever tire of the sight.
Well, not today, and not tomorrow.
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Robin sat at the helm console, his hands moving slowly over the controls, if this had been another day he would have been quite bored by. The pilot wanted to fly the ship through its paces and there wasn't much of that when you were just steadying the ship in warp speed but today was a little different.
Each time his finger pressed one of the many controls, his heart seemed to sped up and then slow down until his flesh connected with something else. On the outside it was hardly noticeable but inside his blood was swirling with excitement and his veins vibrating with nerves.
It was his birthday.
The pilot had tried not to think about it much or to take much happiness in it had he had done a good job of doing so until his chat with Kinin. Now he felt as young a child, ready to get up and skip... maybe not that exactly the energy and adrenaline he felt was crying him to do something with it. Pressing buttons was not what they desired right now.
The console beeped an announcement of a message which Robin read quickly, and then double-checked. One of the people working down below had noted something was off with a shuttle that was used yesterday but said it was probably nothing. At that moment Robin wished he had a clone of himself that could test the shuttle, it was rather exhilarating flying something that had a higher chance of blowing up suddenly.
Dislodging his momentary daydream of facing death again Robin beeped back his order to remove the shuttle from the usable roster until it had been double checked by both the flight engineers and the real grease monkey engineers.
After Robin received the acknowledgment he turned his eyes to his console, running a quick check before averting his gaze to the viewscreen, the dark velvet backdrop with the streaking white lines passing by them. Robin wondered if he would ever tire of the sight.
Well, not today, and not tomorrow.
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