Settling In
Posted on Sun Jul 28th, 2019 @ 11:07am by
463 words; about a 2 minute read
Mission:
Canary
Location: Aerospace Terminal
Miracle moved into the warmth of the terminal at the aerospace port. She glanced back and sighed as the Runabout already had a light covering of snow. She lifted her wrist that held her wrist computer and typed in commands.
Amazon running lights began to flash through the its light covering of snow as power core began to churn out power to keep the circuits and the Runabout warm and ready for usage.
She smiled and turned back to her trek to the terminal. She shook her head as she moved out of the wind into the shelter of the windbreak of the terminal building. She picked up her step as the footing became more secure in the slowly building up of the snow over the icy area between where the crafts land and the Terminal.
She entered into the blast of hot air as the doors opened to allow her entrance into the building. She looked over those looking at her as she advance deeper into the building. She began to undo the winter jacket she wore to prevent overheating. She paused in the center of the vast room looking around for signs of Starfleet presence or directions in which she needed to travel to report in.
Miracle started towards one of the many desks that was occupied by someone. As it may, she noticed other things, causing her to pause a bit. It was a bulletin board with many hand written notes, flyers and announcements.
She meandered over to the board and began to paw through them. A lot of interesting things being sold, traded, festivities, businesses and many other things of a thriving colony.
Miracle smiled as an idea formed in her mind. She would start her own airlines of passengers and light freight service. After all she had a ship she controlled.
She scampered off to the nearest interactive Kiosk that everyone could use. She brought up the messaging service.
This would be unconventional to say the least. But she was always a bit off on the fringe of the more dominant humanoid Fleeters.
Miracle looked through the register and found her boss's name. She clicked on it and brought up the option of to send a message.
Greeting Captain.
I, Miracle Swiftpaws, Pilot to support the fleet interest and personal interest in becoming part of the colonist as Fleeter and business owner. See the attachment for my orders in assigning me to your command. Or set up an appointment at your convenience that we may meet. I'll be staying aboard the Amazon till I can afford an apartment of my own.
Ltjg Swiftpaws =Attachment= Message Ends.
Miracle smiled as she sent the message off and brought back the desktop screen logo. She moved to get something to eat.
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