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The Blackness of Space Ch. 9James looked down at Jo. He looked back up at Eric.
"Is she gonna be okay?" he asked.
Eric shrugged, "I honestly have no idea, I'm not an MD or anything. The best bet we've got is to get her back to Earth"
James raised an eyebrow, "I thought we were thousands of light years away."
"We are," Eric nodded, "But if I can get down to the engine room I might be able to fix the problem and get us back home."
"Well then," James said,"let's head out."
They traveled for an hour, making their way through the large ship. And yet they were no closer to their destination, or so Eric felt. Not only were they covering a large amount of ground, but the ship was also scorchingly hot. For an hour there had been silence, but not anymore.
"What in God's name was THAT?" said James.
Eric was worried, "I don't know, but do you want to stick around to find out?"
"Not really, no."
But just then a man came out of he shadows. But there was something wrong with this man. He looked sick for one, ver
The Blackness of Space Ch. 8Eric wiped the sweat from his brow. There were no working clocks in the cockpit, but Eric estimated that it had been about four hours since he started operating on Joanna. She was resting now, and Eric couldn't help thinking that, despite the fact that he had been guessing his way through the whole thing, he did a good job. The metal, which Eric was spinning in his left hand, had come out easily enough. Normally, Eric would have thought doing something like he was doing now, would be somehow morbid, but now he would do anything to break the dullness.
Eric put himself to his feet so fast he pulled a muscle. Now he held the metal as a weapon. It had pierced someone once, it could do it again.
Suddenly a voice came through the door.
"Hello?! Is anyone in here?!"
It was Killre. Eric braced himself.
"Jo and I are in here!" Eric waited for an answer. Eventually one came.
"Well let me in, Horrer!" Eric did so begrudgingly. Suddenly there was a fist on his jaw!
"You bastard," James K
The Blackness of Space Ch. 7Joanna looked slightly worried. Quiet tears started making their way down her cheeks. "I don't know," she sobbed, "I just don't know."
Eric stumbled his way over to Joanna. He was just going to put his hand on her shoulder, but when he got over to he threw herself into his arms.
"Shh, it's okay," he whispered.
"No, it's not." She sobbed, "I don't know where the Major is, and, worse of all, we're horrendously of course and dead in the water."
Eric ran to his post.
"What the hell?! This wouldn't have happened if I was in the engine room."
Joanna looked worried, she had stopped crying, but her new state wasn't much preferable.
"What," she asked, "what's wrong?"
"The dispersal coil ruptured. If I was down there I could have fixed it or aborted the mission, but from here..."
He turned to Joanna.
"We have to get down there. If we get down there I might be able to fix the coil and get us back to Earth."
Now Joanna had stopped blinking. Eric thought she was just paying a lot of attentio
The Blackness of Space ch. 6Eric saw planet flow by like fish in a stream. Eric himself was floating through space with nothing to protect him, but that didn't matter he could breathe. And what was more, he didn't care. He just soared by, staring with an awe greater than anyone has had before, at the planets. The beautiful blue, red, orange, green and purple planets. Planets, he thought, were so much like us. Humans. People. No two planets were exactly the same, were they? Eric sighed deeply. He could stay here forever, without a care in the world. And no one could bother him.
Eric sat bolt upright and looked around. He was back on the Liberty with Lt. Yen on his left, shouting, but not looking, at him.
"ERIC, WAKE U--"
Eric put his left hand over Lt. Yen's mouth. He reached out with his right hand.
"Hi, I'm Eric, you are?"
"Oh, um Joanna Yen."
Eric stood up and looked around again. Joanna and he were the only people inside the cockpit. There was debris strewn across the floor.
"What happened?" He
The Blackness of Space ch. 5Just as Eric was about to speak to the girl Killre shouted out.
"Horrer! Lt. Yen! Strap yourselves in, we're about to get underway!"
Eric sighed and turned his chair toward his control panel. He and Killre hadn't gotten along since they had met each other, perhaps it was their size difference or perhaps the aftermath of a history long forgotten. Eric looked at the monitor in front of him. To the average man it would have shown nothing more than a series of dots, lines, grids and numbers, each one a different color. But Eric, graduating from high school at sixteen and college at eighteen, was not an average man. To him the panel showed fluctuations, power surges, maps of time-space, latitudes and longitudes. However, Eric was a little preoccupied by finding out the girl's name. So preoccupied he did not notice a large power surge and a course change.
"Alright," said Killre, "Let's make it a good one."
As the Hiem engine began to power up, the ship began to shake. It started as a low rum
Parenting for Sex AddictsThe half-day.
We are not those folks that need an occasion to try. And that’s what they call it, too. Trying. As if the very idea of it is taxing. It’s not taxing and we are not those people.
No. We do not go by some magical calendar. Schedules aren’t really our thing in general. That’d be too organized. Too stuffy. Too… I don’t know… too planned. And we’re not the type of people whom plan.
If we could—plan—our lives would be much different. I think. It’s hard to say because this is how we’ve always been.
Our very togetherness is a result of impulse. I’m almost certain that the amount of time it took us to decide to move in together was significantly shorter than the amount of time it took us to remember each other’s names. We might have had our first conversation moments after that first… what I mean to say is we didn’t plan. Because planning would have been much t
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