Sunday, November 25, 2012

Conspiracy Theory

“I did not know human ships required so much care.” Eleya was still sitting at navigation, fingers tapping out a slow beat as she waited for Alex to be done shutting down the ship.

“Not the newer ones... but this is a classic. Gotta be careful with these systems so they don’t get damaged.” He reached out and clicked some buttons that were already off, dragging his feet on purpose. They’d been sitting on the landing pad for the better part of fifteen minutes now. “Most of the parts are out of production, after all.”

Friday, November 9, 2012


“It is just over here.” Eleya gestured to a ship tucked away at the back of the hangar. It was small, sleek and low on the deck, all sharp angles and languid curves gleaming in the overhead lights. The paint was as black as space itself with tiny flecks of mica shining like stars and fiery red lines tracing back from the nose that pulsed slowly. “A Masamune shuttle. I thought it would be nice for you to have your own ship, something you could use around the system in comfort. If you approve, we could take it today.”