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Another snippet, for olivermcdonald who requested something from my original comic concept, TimeRiders,
In space, no one can hear your ship scream... but the arrivals are still pretty impressive. The way the space-time curtain split in a blaze of light, the way the time-jumper ship leapt out, riding on the time wave, sending up sheets of temporal energy off its bow. The Screaming Orchid rocked momentarily on the new arrival's wake before recovering her attitude. On the bridge, her first mate glanced over her shoulder, "The Jasmine Rain is hailing us, Captain."
"Put 'er up, Iantha," Raven said, "Morning, Qomanch'e, how are you this bright and beautiful morning?"
As always, the Sann're warrior who captained the Jasmine Rain cut an imposing figure in her armour. Her family's trademark forelock fell over her face, framed by her large, cat-like ears. Currently those ears were slightly flattened, showing her irritation. "Good morning yourself, Raven," she snapped, "You nearly took out my navigator with that stunt! What were you thinking?!"
Raven blinked, "...What stunt?"
"That brilliant stunt you pulled the other day at the Mariposa installation."
"Mariposa installation?"
"With the guards and plugging the missile silos with strawberry jello!"
Raven blinked again and looked around at her bridge crew. They were starting to giggle. "I have no idea what you're talking about but it sure sounds good to me."
Qomanch'e stared for a moment then pinched the bridge of her nose, "Wait... What's the date?"
"Seventh of the tenth."
"Not the fifteenth of the tenth?"
"Sorry."
"Blast."
"When'd you come from?"
"Eighteenth." She shook her forelock out of her face, "Sorry. Forget I said anything."
"'Kay..." The call quit abruptly and Raven and Iantha exchanged glances, "Are you thinking what I'm thinking, Iantha?"
Iantha grinned, "I think so, Captain, but where are we going to find a hundred and seventy tonnes of strawberry jello on such short notice?"
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In space, no one can hear your ship scream... but the arrivals are still pretty impressive. The way the space-time curtain split in a blaze of light, the way the time-jumper ship leapt out, riding on the time wave, sending up sheets of temporal energy off its bow. The Screaming Orchid rocked momentarily on the new arrival's wake before recovering her attitude. On the bridge, her first mate glanced over her shoulder, "The Jasmine Rain is hailing us, Captain."
"Put 'er up, Iantha," Raven said, "Morning, Qomanch'e, how are you this bright and beautiful morning?"
As always, the Sann're warrior who captained the Jasmine Rain cut an imposing figure in her armour. Her family's trademark forelock fell over her face, framed by her large, cat-like ears. Currently those ears were slightly flattened, showing her irritation. "Good morning yourself, Raven," she snapped, "You nearly took out my navigator with that stunt! What were you thinking?!"
Raven blinked, "...What stunt?"
"That brilliant stunt you pulled the other day at the Mariposa installation."
"Mariposa installation?"
"With the guards and plugging the missile silos with strawberry jello!"
Raven blinked again and looked around at her bridge crew. They were starting to giggle. "I have no idea what you're talking about but it sure sounds good to me."
Qomanch'e stared for a moment then pinched the bridge of her nose, "Wait... What's the date?"
"Seventh of the tenth."
"Not the fifteenth of the tenth?"
"Sorry."
"Blast."
"When'd you come from?"
"Eighteenth." She shook her forelock out of her face, "Sorry. Forget I said anything."
"'Kay..." The call quit abruptly and Raven and Iantha exchanged glances, "Are you thinking what I'm thinking, Iantha?"
Iantha grinned, "I think so, Captain, but where are we going to find a hundred and seventy tonnes of strawberry jello on such short notice?"
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