25 Days of Writing Challenge: Day 4

Day 4: What world does your character exist in? Real or imagined? Scientific? Fantastical? Write a scene where your character is shown in their world.

Cyla heard boots and low conversation approaching the communications section and swiveled her chair to face her relief. Hael and Myna chatted amiably and finished up their conversation just in time to stand behind the two communications’ chairs.

“Any luck?”

“Not so far, no.”

“How long are they overdue by now?”

“Well, I figure they should have landed planetside, right around the start of my shift. That was four hours ago. They may have had problems setting up the communications relay, which has happened a time or two before. I know I had some problems four or five planets back when Jake dropped us in the middle of a canyon instead of on top of the plateau like he was supposed to.”

Hael and Myna both nodded, each unfortunately aware of Jake’s knack for breaking something in the recon ship right around the time they landed. It wasn’t usually his fault and the poor guy just seemed to have the worst luck imaginable when it came to actually landing. He was a top-notch pilot and his charting abilities were off the charts, but mechanical things had a tendency to break around him for no apparent reason. The rest of the scouting team learned to adjust and work with it the best they could. They also learned how to be more patient and resourceful when their mission plans always had to be readjusted.

“That gives us about four more hours before we start prepping Recon 2,” Myna said as she took over the communications station. She sat in the second communications seat and went over the log, but nothing stood out. “Anything I should know?”

Cyla shook her head. “I’m sure I’ll check back during your shift. It’s not like I have anything else to do until we get the second bird ready.”

“True, that. Hey, I’ll let you know if they come up on coms during my shift. Hael was saying that you’re doing that worrying thing again.”

Cyla gave Hael an exasperated look. Hael grinned.

“You ready to go get some chow now that your shift is done?”

“How about we go hit the wall for a bit, then chow? I’ve been sitting in that chair entirely too long.”

“Deal. But you’re climbing first!”

“Hael, you’re such a lax. I’m still just happy that I got a position on a ship big enough to support rec facilities. Some of the places I looked at when I joined gave me claustrophobia on a level I never imagined possible.”

“Don’t get me wrong, I appreciate the rec facilities as much as the next gal. But I never understood you and Lex’s addiction to that ridiculous wall! Why can’t the two of you do something normal like running or handball? And it’s worse once one of you get planetside because then someone else, like me, has to stand in as a safety.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. You whine and you complain, but we both know you enjoy it and have nothing better to do with your time.”

Hael grinned again and the two women waved absently at Myna as they moved off towards the ship’s rec room.

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About C.A. Jacobs

Just another crazy person, masquerading as a writer.
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