Siege of Terra (The Mavrik Woods Series, Book 1) by Robin MacMillan Page A
Authors: Robin MacMillan
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ship, almost everything has a transparent look to it; like it’s something you would watch in the futuristic Holo-Movies.
“Alright lads, the bridge is this way,” Jayon says.
“Bridge? You have a bridge on this ship?”
“Well, not exactly a bridge, more like three chairs and some controls. I like to call it a bridge though, makes me feel more like a Captain,” he says, a smile on his face the entire time. He relished in showing strangers his baby.
“Ah, and over here we have our escape pods, well, they don’t exactly function like normal escape pods, but I think they would do the trick.” He opens a hatch into the middle of the ship, where two small ships lie.
“Those are escape pods?” I ask.
“Sure! Why not?”
“They have mounted cannons on the side!” T-Rave objects.
“Well they would still function as an escape pod in case we went down now wouldn’t they?”
“You and I,” T-Rave says, “have very different point of views.”
“Well then leave it at that, those ships are meant for close range aerial combat. I have flown in them before on my previous ship, I needed to use them as, um, escape pods,” he says, diverting his gaze from the room.
“Why did you need to escape?”
“My last ship got attacked by pirates, that mission did end up successful though. You see, they attacked and boarded me after I had dropped off my cargo. After that, they decided that I was a waste of their time so they flew to safety away from my ship and started firing. Luckily I managed to get to the ship bay and blast out of the side of the hull before the ships engines overloaded and exploded,” he says, his cheery smile turns into a frown as he recalls the loss of his former ship.
“Well, let’s hope that we don’t have to do what you had to do. Are we expecting any pirate attacks?” I say.
“Well, reports say that they have moved out of the area, so the only ships that we have to worry about are those scout ships. We should be fine though; I can outrun and outmaneuver anything.”
“How come you didn’t do that last time?” I say.
“Because they merged our airlocks, it made it impossible for me to escape their grasp,” he says.
I believe him to, if General Anders said that he was the best pilot on the planet then he probably is.
“Alright, let’s get out of here then, you’ve seen all that you need to see,” Jayon says.
We head towards the ‘bridge’, weaving our way through the glowing white corridors.
Jayon presses his palm onto the pad on the side of the cockpit door, the door hisses open to reveal the cockpit.
“Welcome gentlemen to the brain of the Comets End . Now, if you will please take a seat so that we can take ‘er away,” Jayon says.
Only three seats lie in the cockpit, one up front that could easily access all the controls, and the two other ones sat right behind it parallel to each other.
I look through the viewports in the cockpit, nothing to really look at, just the inside of the hanger bay.
Boot steps echo off the hallway leading out the cockpit, Krystil Aakia walks inside the cramped room.
“Ah, everyone is here now. Let’s hope we can leave soon then. Captain?” She says, peeling her eyes off me to look at him.
“What is it Ms. Aakia?” He asks.
“I finished the preliminary engine check, everything checks out to be good.”
“Ah, thank you my dear!” He says, waving his arms around, he’s definitely a cheery fellow.
“Well, that’s what I am here for.” She says.
“Oh, how rude of me! Mavrik, can I call you Mavrik?” Jayon says.
“I guess so.”
“Mavrik, and Thomas is it? This is Krystil Aakia.”
“We know; can we just get on with this?” T-Rave cuts in.
“Oh, I guess you have already met then. Sure thing, seeing as there is only three seats I would ask the lower ranking officer to step outside and enjoy the ride in the mess hall. There are also the guest quarters which are just located down the hall and to the right,” Jayon
“Alright lads, the bridge is this way,” Jayon says.
“Bridge? You have a bridge on this ship?”
“Well, not exactly a bridge, more like three chairs and some controls. I like to call it a bridge though, makes me feel more like a Captain,” he says, a smile on his face the entire time. He relished in showing strangers his baby.
“Ah, and over here we have our escape pods, well, they don’t exactly function like normal escape pods, but I think they would do the trick.” He opens a hatch into the middle of the ship, where two small ships lie.
“Those are escape pods?” I ask.
“Sure! Why not?”
“They have mounted cannons on the side!” T-Rave objects.
“Well they would still function as an escape pod in case we went down now wouldn’t they?”
“You and I,” T-Rave says, “have very different point of views.”
“Well then leave it at that, those ships are meant for close range aerial combat. I have flown in them before on my previous ship, I needed to use them as, um, escape pods,” he says, diverting his gaze from the room.
“Why did you need to escape?”
“My last ship got attacked by pirates, that mission did end up successful though. You see, they attacked and boarded me after I had dropped off my cargo. After that, they decided that I was a waste of their time so they flew to safety away from my ship and started firing. Luckily I managed to get to the ship bay and blast out of the side of the hull before the ships engines overloaded and exploded,” he says, his cheery smile turns into a frown as he recalls the loss of his former ship.
“Well, let’s hope that we don’t have to do what you had to do. Are we expecting any pirate attacks?” I say.
“Well, reports say that they have moved out of the area, so the only ships that we have to worry about are those scout ships. We should be fine though; I can outrun and outmaneuver anything.”
“How come you didn’t do that last time?” I say.
“Because they merged our airlocks, it made it impossible for me to escape their grasp,” he says.
I believe him to, if General Anders said that he was the best pilot on the planet then he probably is.
“Alright, let’s get out of here then, you’ve seen all that you need to see,” Jayon says.
We head towards the ‘bridge’, weaving our way through the glowing white corridors.
Jayon presses his palm onto the pad on the side of the cockpit door, the door hisses open to reveal the cockpit.
“Welcome gentlemen to the brain of the Comets End . Now, if you will please take a seat so that we can take ‘er away,” Jayon says.
Only three seats lie in the cockpit, one up front that could easily access all the controls, and the two other ones sat right behind it parallel to each other.
I look through the viewports in the cockpit, nothing to really look at, just the inside of the hanger bay.
Boot steps echo off the hallway leading out the cockpit, Krystil Aakia walks inside the cramped room.
“Ah, everyone is here now. Let’s hope we can leave soon then. Captain?” She says, peeling her eyes off me to look at him.
“What is it Ms. Aakia?” He asks.
“I finished the preliminary engine check, everything checks out to be good.”
“Ah, thank you my dear!” He says, waving his arms around, he’s definitely a cheery fellow.
“Well, that’s what I am here for.” She says.
“Oh, how rude of me! Mavrik, can I call you Mavrik?” Jayon says.
“I guess so.”
“Mavrik, and Thomas is it? This is Krystil Aakia.”
“We know; can we just get on with this?” T-Rave cuts in.
“Oh, I guess you have already met then. Sure thing, seeing as there is only three seats I would ask the lower ranking officer to step outside and enjoy the ride in the mess hall. There are also the guest quarters which are just located down the hall and to the right,” Jayon
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