I should have posted this earlier, but I'm taking this week off. I went home for Passover and the trip sort of ate my brain. That said, I've made a bit of noise a couple of times about starting to actually pull this together into novel or at least omnibus form, and that project got some traction this weekend.
There should be a new chapter this coming Monday.
Zephyr, outbound of Gliese-581 The outbound spiral out to the heliopause proceeded without any real fuss. Singer should have been pleased. Instead, she was antsy. Everything for megaseconds had felt urgent. Even when Bellerophon had fell into routine on its long trip "home" to Gliese-581, the possibility of
Our Story So Far - Click here to access past entries! Forward Starship Bellerophon was minding its business, on a long return cruise from an exploration and mapping mission, when it suffered disaster, ripping a chunk out of the ship and leaving most of the senior officers and crew dead.
Aboard Zephyr, en route to first waypoint They had made it well out of the orbit they'd been sharing with Borass Station before the first calls of protest came in. Of the ten calls Cordé was obliged to field, three went so far as to attempt to pull
Aboard Zephyr, in orbit of Gliese-581, trailing Borass Station Singer had sort of gotten used to the idea that her superior was going to look a bit like someone who never got enough sleep. There was still a lot going on, and "normal" was a long way off.