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Woodrat
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Marcelo sat in silence, the concept of losing flight control during a decent through the atmosphere dancing through his mind. It had happened a few times on his home planet of Darrius II, the result hardly ever a happy ending. Naidia entered the cockpit and sat in silence beside him in the copilot's seat. Marcelo noticed her enter as but said nothing as his mind was still preoccupied with the concept of a emergency landing and leaving a nice little Marcelo sized imprint on the boggy ground.
"Trust Mizz Naidia…?" Marcelo blinked in confusion and turned to look at her, the word 'trust' taking a few seconds to register with him, his face blank and expressionless. Then he covered it with a slight smile and nod of the head.
"I've been on this vessel for six weeks and I've yet to see you without that helmet of yours. Now, who has the trust issues no?" Marcelo's grin grew slightly wider before his expression fell flat and his voice changed to one of a more serious and somber tone.
"It is rather hard to trust someone whose eyes are hidden, whose occupation is notorious, and whose motives are unclear. Especially in a universe filled with all such and sorts of delightfully devious beings"
Marcelo's eyes shifted toward the display to check the fuel readouts before continuing, his voice slowly lighting up to its more usual cheery self.
"But as it should be declared now, while I do not approve of your chosen occupation, your affinity with water, this current string of luck, nor your sassy ship A.I. I do have trust in your abilities as a captain Mizz Naidia., otherwise we would not still be flying together."
Rocking his head side to side as if to pop it Marcelo checked the gauges again.
"Though with this current string of joss, we might not be flying together much longer.
Lose power in the atmo and make a nice little crater on the planet, enter at the wrong angle and burn, or we fragment in the lower atmo. Anything I should know about before we contact Aspera control? Anything I shouldn't mention... or should?"
"Trust Mizz Naidia…?" Marcelo blinked in confusion and turned to look at her, the word 'trust' taking a few seconds to register with him, his face blank and expressionless. Then he covered it with a slight smile and nod of the head.
"I've been on this vessel for six weeks and I've yet to see you without that helmet of yours. Now, who has the trust issues no?" Marcelo's grin grew slightly wider before his expression fell flat and his voice changed to one of a more serious and somber tone.
"It is rather hard to trust someone whose eyes are hidden, whose occupation is notorious, and whose motives are unclear. Especially in a universe filled with all such and sorts of delightfully devious beings"
Marcelo's eyes shifted toward the display to check the fuel readouts before continuing, his voice slowly lighting up to its more usual cheery self.
"But as it should be declared now, while I do not approve of your chosen occupation, your affinity with water, this current string of luck, nor your sassy ship A.I. I do have trust in your abilities as a captain Mizz Naidia., otherwise we would not still be flying together."
Rocking his head side to side as if to pop it Marcelo checked the gauges again.
"Though with this current string of joss, we might not be flying together much longer.
Lose power in the atmo and make a nice little crater on the planet, enter at the wrong angle and burn, or we fragment in the lower atmo. Anything I should know about before we contact Aspera control? Anything I shouldn't mention... or should?"