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InkWren
Guest
Original poster
[BCOLOR=transparent]They had chosen only the best. A diverse crew of brilliant minds and exception skills - and her. One young but ordinary woman. That's what the propaganda promised.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Sarah Millson stood among her crew mates on the platform surrounded by flags and microphones. Press talked over one another trying to get their questions answered. It made one's head hurt, but the Director of the Frontier Diagnostics & Mining was an old pro and filtered out good questions from bad. His voice was just the right balance of intellectual precision and excited explorer to fuel the imaginations of all who listened.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"Director Mitchum, is Ms. Millson truly ready to handle the rigors of deep space travel?"[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"Sarah is more than ready. She is a full fledged member of this expedition. One ordinary woman who will be given the chance to touch the stars. Her place on board Frontier's Way is what sets this expedition apart. I believe in the human spirit to explore, to learn, to handle any challenge with ingenuity. Sarah represents that spirit. One ordinary woman will touch the stars."[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Voices rose once again. Officer DeClan clapped Sarah on the back and she couldn't help smiling. She wanted nothing more than to get on with the it. The massive ship stood behind them, ready and waiting. She had never dreamed when she had entered the funding lottery that she would be the winner.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Many had called the lottery a stunt, a hail Mary pass by a losing corporation to beat their greatest rival to a corner of uncharted space that promised material riches. But, the ordinary men and women who had taken part in the lottery felt differently. The colonies had grown crowded. People wanted to believe they could build a new life. It was the mineral rush of the 22nd century. They had been the backers of this grand enterprise and when the Frontier's Way left the atmosphere, one of them would be on board. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Sarah would be on board. She'd had to pass general health and education questions, and she'd managed it. She'd learned the basics of the Frontier's Way systems. She'd been assigned duties of her own. While the rest of the crew kept detailed logs, her personal journal was published daily for avid fans and naysayers to discuss. As they had moved closer to the launch date, the numbers of viewers had reached billions. People all over the colonies were listening to her impressions of this adventure. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]The space program had become the career of the future again all thanks to one brown haired, green eyed middle child who had never made it beyond Basic Ed. Thanks to her logs, every ordinary man, woman and child in the colonies would be an pioneer aboard Frontier's Way.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Sarah Millson stood among her crew mates on the platform surrounded by flags and microphones. Press talked over one another trying to get their questions answered. It made one's head hurt, but the Director of the Frontier Diagnostics & Mining was an old pro and filtered out good questions from bad. His voice was just the right balance of intellectual precision and excited explorer to fuel the imaginations of all who listened.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"Director Mitchum, is Ms. Millson truly ready to handle the rigors of deep space travel?"[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"Sarah is more than ready. She is a full fledged member of this expedition. One ordinary woman who will be given the chance to touch the stars. Her place on board Frontier's Way is what sets this expedition apart. I believe in the human spirit to explore, to learn, to handle any challenge with ingenuity. Sarah represents that spirit. One ordinary woman will touch the stars."[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Voices rose once again. Officer DeClan clapped Sarah on the back and she couldn't help smiling. She wanted nothing more than to get on with the it. The massive ship stood behind them, ready and waiting. She had never dreamed when she had entered the funding lottery that she would be the winner.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Many had called the lottery a stunt, a hail Mary pass by a losing corporation to beat their greatest rival to a corner of uncharted space that promised material riches. But, the ordinary men and women who had taken part in the lottery felt differently. The colonies had grown crowded. People wanted to believe they could build a new life. It was the mineral rush of the 22nd century. They had been the backers of this grand enterprise and when the Frontier's Way left the atmosphere, one of them would be on board. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Sarah would be on board. She'd had to pass general health and education questions, and she'd managed it. She'd learned the basics of the Frontier's Way systems. She'd been assigned duties of her own. While the rest of the crew kept detailed logs, her personal journal was published daily for avid fans and naysayers to discuss. As they had moved closer to the launch date, the numbers of viewers had reached billions. People all over the colonies were listening to her impressions of this adventure. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]The space program had become the career of the future again all thanks to one brown haired, green eyed middle child who had never made it beyond Basic Ed. Thanks to her logs, every ordinary man, woman and child in the colonies would be an pioneer aboard Frontier's Way.[/BCOLOR]