Imagine the ship has Katharine Hepburn’s voice, because she’s got the best Transatlantic/Mid-atlantic accent in the world. Katharine herself was an amazing person, and a serious icon for feminism. Beautiful, successful, independent. IMO, she’s the OG fiery redhead, lol.
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
“What if…” she began. “It’s like this… we - Freya, Raijin, and I - we’re all putting something together, and we… We honestly came here ‘coz we wanted to run the idea by you and see what you think.” “What kinda something?” asked Jionna. Curiosity was plastered all over her face. She thought Amal w
The huge combine harvester that was under repairs had been partially disassembled, and some of its pieces were strewn about all around it. Some were put up on shelves where they were catalogued. Others were disassembled further and cleaned thoroughly. A temporary canopy had been erected above the
Then she sent it out to every farmhand and engineer and mechanic working on the combine. “I have a few suggestions for improvements,” Miko told all of them. “If you perform all of the optimizations I have listed out, then you can expect your harvester’s grain processing speed to increase by 16.3 p