Journal Entry 238 / 0527 "I hate these tiny shuttles you're so enamored of," Aaden complained even as we made the transit to c-space.Journal Entry 238 / 0527 "I hate these tiny shuttles you're so enamored of," Aaden complained even as we made the transit to c-space. "They're comfortable," I said. "And they fit on standard Terran roads." "But do we have to transit all the way there in one of these things?" "Moan, moan, moan. It's only about fifteen hours." I smiled across at him. "Read; the library's pretty extensive, especially with Halloran in the trunk. Do what P'nyssa's doing," I said, crooking a thumb into the back seat where P'nyssa had curled up and fallen asleep as soon as we were in the air. "I think I'll do the same." I leaned the chair back, being careful not to get to close to P'nyssa's sleeping form. Aaden let out a soft "hmph" and leaned his chair back just the same. I closed my eyes and tried to get some sleep, but it just wouldn't come to me. Outside the window, the universe of c-space was black, more black than imaginable, really; it was such a cold black, devoid of energy, that it seemed to suck the photons out of the small, blinking displays that illuminated the four-seat cabin. And the heat from our bodies. Shivering, I reached up and hit the 'polar' switch on the control panel in front of Aaden, opaquing the windows. "Can't sleep?" Aaden said, his eyes opening as I settled back into my chair. |