Just Another Days End
Posted on Tue Dec 31st, 2019 @ 9:09am by
333 words; about a 2 minute read
Mission:
Canary
Location: Colony
Miracle leaned back in her seat, rubbing her face with her hands. Even with polarized windscreen, the glare from the snow and icy rivers had put a strain on her eyes. She was feeling the long hours of flight. Flitting from one spot to the next. Cargo, passengers and whatnots had to be delivered in a timely manner.
The sun was hitting the horizon and sending its last hurrah blazing across the snow covered land turning it a golden with the deeper shades of blue in the shadows.
Miracle stood as she opened the hatch to leave the shuttle sitting cooling in its assigned hanger. She moved, stretching the inactive muscles from sitting the long hours of flight. "Squeeeee," She muttered as she left the shuttle for the Ground crews to go over it, servicing it for tomorrows day of service.
She moved through the hanger of the other shuttles, eyeing them in various states of being serviced. "Good crew." She muttered as she headed to her little cubbyhole of an office amongst the many others as if they were an after thought for the building planners and builders.
After a fun day of flying for she loved her job and it showed by the way she flew. Even the most clumsy of crafts became ballerinas under her deft paws and skill. But as all good things must come to an end to face the passion killer... The dreaded paperwork. Filing of flight records, pilot logs updated, cargo manifests turned in of receipted goods delivered. Service and maintenance updated so the ground crews and tech can get the shuttle fixed and serviced before the next work shift.
But then again, this job was way more simpler than being Senor flight officer on a ship. Even then she loved her job there, even the tons of paperwork that took up precious relaxation time.
== Several long hours later ==
Miracle stood up, shutting down her terminal. This time the eye strain was from the computer screen.
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