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<blockquote data-quote="Shayuri" data-source="post: 3284927" data-attributes="member: 4936"><p><em>Warm. It's nice. Don't want to get out of bed...it's always so cold in the mornings.</em></p><p></p><p>Bright too. That was odd. Ashley squinted her eyes behind her lids and shifted her arms. Pads were fitted along her arms, her legs. Around her head?</p><p></p><p><em>Where the hell am I?</em></p><p></p><p>Her eyes opened, and white light flooded in, momentarily overwhelming her. But with it came memory. Endless hours in frustrating simulations. So-called 'live' flight tests of rocket-powered fighters that had, comparatively at least, rotten aerodynamics. And all of it so heavily classified that she had started feeling like she'd fallen to the bottom of a very deep, very dark well. Then came the official letter on RAF stationary and certified envelope. She'd graduated the test courses and was now certified to fly the 'Starhawk.' Assigned to the HMS Hope's defense wing.</p><p></p><p>She hadn't even known what the Hope had been then.</p><p></p><p>Now she was on it. Module 2F. And Earth?</p><p></p><p>Ashley's heart squeezed in her chest, and for a moment almost felt like it stopped.</p><p></p><p><em>Earth was light years away.</em> And most likely uninhabitable. Good God. She shivered violently, and caught sight of the green bundle on the floor at her feet. Yes...good. Routine. Bury herself in routine. Worry about whether or not there was a habitable planet in this solar system or not later. Worry about the lives and unfinished business she'd left behind later. For now, get dressed.</p><p></p><p>The rubbery clingy hibernation suit was hard as hell to get off, and Ash had time to appreciate being the first one out of her tube before she managed to get into her uniform. They were all women in her module, of course...but even the natural lack of body consciousness afforded to one used to military showers was eroded by the embarrassing thought of how she must look, half-encased in this sticky off-white, faintly patterened rubber suit as she cursed and pulled and stretched and tried to peel it off. Nearly falling over twice, one might add.</p><p></p><p>But dressed she got. She did as good a job on her hair as she could with her fingers...not that great, since her hair was naturally a bit fluffy when cut short like this, and right now she had a couple of hundred years worth of bedhead going. All she could do was wet it down to her scalp and hope it didn't bounce back to "Ash the Brown Dandelion Girl" when it dried out.</p><p></p><p>Finally she was presentable though...and realized she was all dressed up with no place to go.</p><p></p><p>"Uh...hello?" she asked aloud. "Anyone else awake yet?"</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Shayuri, post: 3284927, member: 4936"] [i]Warm. It's nice. Don't want to get out of bed...it's always so cold in the mornings.[/i] Bright too. That was odd. Ashley squinted her eyes behind her lids and shifted her arms. Pads were fitted along her arms, her legs. Around her head? [i]Where the hell am I?[/i] Her eyes opened, and white light flooded in, momentarily overwhelming her. But with it came memory. Endless hours in frustrating simulations. So-called 'live' flight tests of rocket-powered fighters that had, comparatively at least, rotten aerodynamics. And all of it so heavily classified that she had started feeling like she'd fallen to the bottom of a very deep, very dark well. Then came the official letter on RAF stationary and certified envelope. She'd graduated the test courses and was now certified to fly the 'Starhawk.' Assigned to the HMS Hope's defense wing. She hadn't even known what the Hope had been then. Now she was on it. Module 2F. And Earth? Ashley's heart squeezed in her chest, and for a moment almost felt like it stopped. [i]Earth was light years away.[/i] And most likely uninhabitable. Good God. She shivered violently, and caught sight of the green bundle on the floor at her feet. Yes...good. Routine. Bury herself in routine. Worry about whether or not there was a habitable planet in this solar system or not later. Worry about the lives and unfinished business she'd left behind later. For now, get dressed. The rubbery clingy hibernation suit was hard as hell to get off, and Ash had time to appreciate being the first one out of her tube before she managed to get into her uniform. They were all women in her module, of course...but even the natural lack of body consciousness afforded to one used to military showers was eroded by the embarrassing thought of how she must look, half-encased in this sticky off-white, faintly patterened rubber suit as she cursed and pulled and stretched and tried to peel it off. Nearly falling over twice, one might add. But dressed she got. She did as good a job on her hair as she could with her fingers...not that great, since her hair was naturally a bit fluffy when cut short like this, and right now she had a couple of hundred years worth of bedhead going. All she could do was wet it down to her scalp and hope it didn't bounce back to "Ash the Brown Dandelion Girl" when it dried out. Finally she was presentable though...and realized she was all dressed up with no place to go. "Uh...hello?" she asked aloud. "Anyone else awake yet?" [/QUOTE]
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