Smoke wafted and drifted. Technically, it wasn't smoke, but a softer vapour, but what the hell? Who gives a crap, right? We saw images within the waves and striations that we could see in the moving clouds of Techno-Whizz high that slipped through our nervous systems. The whole vista resonated with the sounds of Elektric Mistress work their way through “Turn to Grey”. The journey into the nether regions of our minds just picked up pace as the vapours worked their way deeper into our sense of self.
Souls met. The sparks didn't fly. But they weren't that type of soul. Dom was right into her right from the beginning, her first words. She just asked a simple question.
How are you?
That was it. Dom was hooked. Her voice was perfect, that subtle blend of nuanced sexuality with a heavy dose of barely concealed smarts that every dude secretly wants. With that, Dom just dove straight in. Whatever concerns he might have had about her, as few as they were, went straight out the window. In some ways, Dom felt like a pioneer without really knowing why. Georgina was a wonderful woman with whom Dom could spend hours just talking to. And he did.
Howling through the atmosphere with the heat sinks screaming at her with every alarm going off in what would have been ears was a buzz hard to beat. Just the knowledge that she was making every radar (who the hell still used radar??) sensor ping on this side of the continent made the whole thing just that little more delicious. Reigar wrenched her exploration probe around the slope of a mountain into the valley beyond, floored with a carpet of trees that spread to the peaks beyond. This was the life!
Below her, a road wound through the trees on its way to somewhere that just did not matter to her. Reigar saw some lights coming towards her on that road and swung her ship out in a wide arch so that she would come up behind the terrestrial vehicle. As she started to line up on the curving road, she dropped her altitude and managed to fly between the tree tops. She pulled back on the speed so that she would not roar past the vehicle too quickly. One had to savour these moments. The proximity alarms started beeping at her, to her delight. Nothing said “fun” more than every alarm going off in a ship.