The Sword of Myn': VIII: Seeking

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The change in speed pressed Earthiana back against her seat as the still stars around them turned into streaks of colored light. The jump pressure eased off as the spacecraft steadied, and she was able to stand again, albeit shakily.

“You were worried,” Brendan murmured, watching her.

“Well, yes,” Eya admitted, rather startled that it had shown that strongly beneath her mask. “I haven't flown before… at least, I wasn’t old enough to remember.”

“Mm. What a rush for such an old heap of junk,” Brendan said lightly, running his fingers through his hair to straighten it.

Mira took up her favorite seat and began typing away on the extension tablet of the data center, studying their target of Aiala.

“Ah-ha!” she cried triumphantly, not a few minutes later. “And you thought we couldn’t land.”

“That was quick. What did you find?”

“According to the very few and scattered reports of visitors, as long as the energy shields are up, there are heated vents in the southern regions which will keep the ship floating at the surface. The shields and the surrounding vents will keep the ship from drifting off. And-”

The hologram snapped off, and all of the lights on the data center went out.