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Star Light Pilot
Chapter One- Loneway in the Star Light
“So do you think the Captain is right about the activity here on the Rim, Jayne?” Lieutenant Tara Talkner asked me.
I glanced at her as we walked down a corridor of the space cruiser
Star Light
to our assigned cabins. Tara was a thin, athletic woman who was the best navigator in the fleet as well as my best friend. Her short, dark hair and eyes were striking with her pale skin. She was definitely a contrast to me.
“I do,” I answered. “It just seems a little weird that there are signs of encroachment all along this section of space, yet the Mucusto deny being anywhere near here. There is no one else in the quadrant.” She nodded thoughtfully.
“I agree it is a good theory, but according to the diplomats and negotiators, the Mucusto can be trusted,” said Tara. I sighed. Any discussion about the Mucusto always came back to that.
“I know, I know, but there are several terraformed planets that would suit their needs as well as supply them with the much-needed minerals they lack, right there for the taking. Never mind the strategic location for both of us,” I said.
“True, but then again they could get what they need simply by asking. I suppose that’s why we have Ambassador what’s-his-name on board, to negotiate it peacefully.” I nodded at the argument. It made sense. There was still something nagging at me about it. Probably the same thing that was bothering the Captain, I thought. We came up to the entrance to my cabin.
“Well in any case Jayne, you can not complain about a two-day stint flying this ship can you?” said Tara. “You have not left the bridge since we departed space dock!” I grinned; she had me there.
“Got me. This new Ranger class is amazing. We made it to the Rim in record time. I hope we get to keep her. I am getting tired of becoming used to a ship and then having to move to another. I have a good feeling about the
Star Light
.” I paused and patted the wall of the corridor. “Besides, you certainly are not complaining about the astro-lab are you?” Her navigator’s soul lit up the same way my pilot’s one did with the equipment on the
Star Light
. She laughed.
“Ok, we got each other,” said Tara. “Since we both have orders to stand down for a day to rest, we’d better get to it or Captain Merlock will not let us back on duty.”
She was right. After the afternoon staff meeting, several of the higher-ranking members who had been on extended duty were given specific orders to stand down.
“How about dinner, an hour in the lounge?” I asked her.
She grinned and saluted. “Yes, Lieutenant Loneway.”
I laughed and keyed the lock to my cabin. She waved and headed down two doors to her cabin. I entered and the doors slid shut behind me as the lights came up. One of the side perks of the new Ranger class ships was the accommodations. By Fleet standards, they were considered luxurious and looking around I agreed and smiled wide.
“This is what I am talking about,” I said to myself. I walked around the larger living space approvingly. Muted colors, plenty of storage space, a small bar and food dispenser. Comfortable furniture. Nice, I thought. I went through the archway into the sleeping room, which was only slightly smaller in size. There was a large bed, which got a pleased sigh out of me. I had been sleeping on the standard thin Fleet bunks for years and this was going to make taking a nap pure heaven. I saw one of my few vices sitting on the bed and immediately checked the closet space. It might be enough, I thought.
I like my clothes. When I am off duty I want to shed the uniform and be a normal person for a little while. I knew my collection of clothes was impressive by anyone’s standards. There were five suitcases on the bed, one was small and contained my few knickknacks and toiletries. The rest contained clothes inside. I did not have time to go through everything then though, so I found something to wear for dinner and headed into the bathing room.
“I can live with this,” I told myself happily. There was a tub and vibrational shower for if you were in a hurry. This class Ranger was set up with Waterfiers, meaning we did not have to store water on board, so a bath was not out of line. Especially since the ship was designed for deep space journeys. A comfortable crew can function better, and whoever had finally figured that out deserved a medal as far as I am concerned. Unfortunately, I had no time for a bath yet, so I stripped down for a shower, taking my hair out of the bun I wore it in on duty. I checked myself out in the mirror before getting cleaned up. Not bad I told myself. Even after a long duty.
My figure has been my pride, and it has held me back. I was proud at being voluptuous yet still being a hard ass on the training floor and the best pilot in the feet. A naturally tan body, large breasts and wide hips with a nice butt. It meant I had to work harder than most to prove myself to those who assumed I got my rank by looking good. I proved those idiots wrong and I still look good. I fluffed out my blond curls and grimaced. Yep, I needed a shower.
These were new showers with a slot to put your clothes in and the shower would dress you afterward. It seemed strange but I programmed it and went into the vibra-shower. I sometimes wondered who came up with these ideas. It seemed a bit much even to someone like me, who enjoyed luxury on my time off. I stepped in and the door shut behind me and the shower started.
I was one of the four percent of people that had a slight reaction to the vibra-shower. The vibrations that cleaned your body and hair vibrated something inside me, and I became a little aroused in the process. Nothing out of control, just heightened feelings for about five minutes afterward. As the shower finished I felt a whooshing and tingling. I then realized I was being dressed before the doors opened so I could walk out. I had to admit to being impressed. Everything was where it was supposed to be.
I had chosen retro clothes as was my preference and so I wore a white tank top over my breasts’ support with suspenders and what we called jeans, but were actually a kind of form-fitting pants. My hair was loose and wild as I liked it too. I had no idea how the dressing process worked, but I could live with it. The after effects from the vibra-shower were fading too, so I grabbed a jacket that matched the jeans and headed out for dinner. The walk to the lounge was a few minutes and I wondered how the Captain was doing.
Captain Jake Merlock was the hardest working captain in the Fleet. While half of his staff had been running on quick naps and low food the past few days he had been doing the same, without the naps if I had to guess. I always had to make sure I was analytical about my Captain because I had something of a crush on him.
He was a tall, lean man with a strong intelligent face, and his brown hair always in a ponytail. His piercing green eyes could have penetrated a Martian shield wall with a glance. I also had enough respect for his abilities and rank never to mention my feelings to him. I was a subordinate and it would not be right, so I always tried to ignore it. I did not have a problem during duty hours; it was off duty when my thoughts would wander. As I entered the lounge I found myself a little relieved he was not there. It was tough for me to relax around him. There were a few people at the bar and Tara was at a table by the large viewing pane. She had drinks for us already, which was nice of her. Chief Engineer Labrowski was one of the people at the bar and waved.
“Looking good Loneway, will you need any help getting out of those,” he joked, probably about my tight pants.
“Bite me Labrowski, you wouldn't know where to start. Stick to engines.” That got a laugh and he grinned appreciatively at the insult. I said hi to the bartender Dugan and made my way to Tara. Tara had picked up my love of clothes to a lesser degree and was wearing a strange wraparound of red silk that left part of her white skin bare. I had to admit it looked good on her, but would probably look ridiculous on me.
“Hey, thanks for ordering. I didn't think I was late,” I said. She smiled relaxed in her chair looking out the viewing pane at the stars.
“You’re not, I am early. No worries, Jayne. I am just loving the view.” I had to agree and sat back sipping my drink. We had agreed that one of the wonderful things about this view was the possibilities it hinted at. They were endless out here on the Rim and the spectacular expanse of stars proved that. Dugan came over and asked us what we needed. We were about to order something to eat that wasn't a protein bar when the lights dimmed and a flashing green light went off.
“What the hell?!” I growled, getting to my feet. The light meant that silent running had been ordered. It was an extreme maneuver making me wonder if it was a drill. That did not feel right though, so Tara, Labrowski and I headed for the door. We almost ran down the Captain going out.
“There you are. Get to the bridge. The invasion is happening. Right now we are out of sight and hopefully out of mind. I will join you shortly!” The Captain turned and ran off. We began running to the bridge. Any questions from crew members were answered with a barked order.
“Stations! Now!”
We slid into our places on the bridge and as I looked over my board. I could see on the long-range scanner up on the main screen a massive force of unknown ships in the distance. To far to see us, but close enough to notice if we did anything stupid. I reached down and pressed a red button. A security drawer slid out and I pulled out my weapons belt. Strapping it on, I saw everyone else following suit. I was beginning to wish I had indulged in a bath. Or at least been able to eat. It was going to be a long night.