Traversal: So At Odds

Avatar Author: HSAR Master of the Armory and Chief Nibmaker of Our Strange and Wonderful House. It's a pleasure to meet you. Like many others in this community, I have no qualifications for writing except a head full of ideas and a passio... Read Bio

There was a certain expectant silence on the bridge. Harking took a few deep breaths, feeling in those scant seconds the weight of his years fall away. Then reality came back, and he snapped into decision-making mode.

“Navigator – do we have enough range to make it? I need to know our options.”

The man barely blinked, shunting histograms and charts onto Harking’s screen.

“Affirmative, sir, but we will have exceeded our normal operating envelope by more than a half again. It’ll be a fuel-optimal burn and free-fall for the rest of the way. Estimated time to target would increase by a third.”

The captain nodded, reading between the lines. We don’t have many options.

Then we make the best of what we have.

“Go dark, then connect us to the Interlink. We’ll need to call this one in.”

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  1. Avatar Pyropunk 51 (PPP LoA)

    Methinks the Abattoir may have something up their meaty sleeve.

  2. Avatar Jim Stitzel

    Hm, taking the story in a direction I hadn’t anticipated. Must consider…

  3. Avatar HSAR

    Ad-lib! It’ll be fun!

  4. Avatar Jim Stitzel

    Oh, but I think I have an idea. I’ll write it up here in a bit.

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