> > > Greg S wrote:
> > > "Akus Moby, five minutes to launch. Open channel 14. Your
> > > course to your jump point is ready for your download." is the
> > > response from Control, "You will have a 2 minute launch
> > > window. Inner doors closed and bay depressurization under way.
> > > Repeat, five minutes to launch window opening,
> > > depressurization commencing, seven minutes to close of launch
> > > window for the ship Akus Moby."
> >
> > "Acknowleged, Control", says Sharda, manning the comm console.
> >
> > > Four minutes later, the comm squawks with your transponder
> > > number and Control says in a clipped professional voice,
> > > "Sixty seconds to launch, repeat sixty seconds to launch."
> >
> > "Acknowleged.", she says, very businesslike.
> >
> > > As the synchronized clocks tick down to zero, Kirkor brings
> > > the maneuver drive up and when the launch window opens, the
> > > comm squawks again, "Akus Moby, outer doors opening and your
> > > launch window is open. Have a good trip!"
> >
> > "Thank you and thank you also for your system's hospitality, Glisten
> > Control," says the Vilani IN the clinical-sounding yet unerringly
> > polite tone of voice which is quite characteristic of her people.
> >
> > > On the screen Kirkor sees the doors open and sees the green
> > > lights indicating the gravitic mooring contacts have
> > > disengaged freeing the ship to move on its own.
>
> > Sharda looked to her captain, clearly deferring to him.

"Did you feel that, Sharda?  As that ancient, Julius Erving wrote, 'Cry 
Havoc, and slip the bonds of captivity!'  That is the feel of freedom!"  He 
chuckles at the thought of Giordi in that great spoof 'Galaxyquest' as he 
slipped out of the dock and scraped down the side of the space station.

"Glisten, we have departed," he says, turning on the maneuvers and pushing 
forward into the inky blackness of free space.  "Akus Moby, out."

>Des looks over her data pad and takes a bite of the dried
>Vargr meat product.  She looks carefully at all the system
>readings to confirm that everything is well within tollerance
>limits.
>
>If everything looks good she key's up her mic, "Is all good
>back here Captain."

"As it should be."  He keys the mic for everyone, "This is the Captain.  We 
are underway, folks.  It will be approximately (XX) hours until we reach our 
jump point.  Relax, and enjoy the journey.  Captain Out."  He lays in the 
coordinates for the jump point, engages the computer and grins at Sharda.  
"Third star to the right, and continue til morning, right?"

Krikor



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