What would you name this ship? How about The Dark Plorp? No? What about Vermin Megacity One? Also no? You’re so picky.
The Spirit of Amelia blasted out of the hangar tube and out into space with ridiculous velocity. Eva’s face was etched with a wide grin as she felt gravity press her into her seat. The g-forces ebbed when the ship reached terminal velocity, and lifted completely once they left Helios’ vast gravitati
“Teleporting now,” said Amelia. In a single moment, the ship disappeared in a flash. For the three inside, it was as though the galaxy spun around them while everything turned to liquid. Everyone and everything swirled down to a single point in space, then suddenly expanded again. They came back
Although the majority of her focus was on piloting the ship, Amal took Eva’s words to heart. She loosened her grip bit by bit, and relaxed her body more and more, all without losing complete control of the ship. At the same time, she put her breathing into a hard pattern - one second of inhaling, tw
The Spirit of Amelia slowly descended down towards the ground and touched down on a flat patch of grass incredibly softly. Her landing gears’ legs creaked a little under her weight, but ultimately held firm. There were a few muffled CLICKS accompanied by a long HISS as the ship depressurized deep
Not that they could blame a single one of them for still feeling that way. After their brief tour, they walked back to the main house, where they stood in awe at its new entrance. The foyer that they had blown open was now a large and spacious entranceway. Huge doors led into the grand foyer, which
“In any case,” she continued, “are you gonna introduce me to your friends?” “Oh, oh! Right!” said Amal. “This is Freya, and this is Raijin. They helped take down Nightmare and his marauders.” The two of them waved at Jionna, smiles on their faces. “Is that so?” said Jionna. “Well, I guess we’ve a
Everyone who worked at the Laertidus Farm gathered behind the house to eat lunch together, just as Sol reached its apex in the sky. Not just the farmhands, engineers, and wranglers, but anyone from the outside who just so happened to be at the farm. Goods delivery pilots, prospective clients, random
“Stop thinking like that,” she said. “You didn’t lose everyone, and I’m still here. You’ve got no need to go to places that don’t exist. You’re here, and you’re doing what you can to make the farm better than it’s ever been. That’s who you are, and that’s all you need to be.” Tears began to pool in