The doe doesn't understand no more, first being thrown out and then get a slushie. Does that wizard know what he wants? Some well known friend of her would say "Undecided he is", but what has she to loose to try such whatever-it-is. Lizbeth has been told once, these slushies, everybody knows what's in it, but nobody ever tells.
On her way back into the shop, she smiles at Zion, "I didn't mean to be rude at you, if I seemed harsh, please excuse me. I don't know where we are, I don't know what force brought as all together here." And the moment before the rocket-girl makes her smashing entrance, with a grin she whispers, "it's not only a trilogy, but a complete saga with timeless backs and forth, with story not yet told but already lived. "
Lizbeth laughs, not only at the well-known to her forced landing of the rocket girl but at the supposed face Zion should have in her mind. She disappears to join the slushie machine, her little deer tail wagging frantically behind her.
While choosing that atomic green shining one, she sees the van disappear in hyperspace, she sends a mental goodbye before only stripes of light could be seen and the van vanish.
The green one seems to have taste of metallic green apples with a hint of diesel, not so bad after all.
Lizbeth comes out again slurping her slushie with a shrug and a stupid grin. The X-wing cabin globe opens again with that typical hydraulic sound, all lights go on again and the ship returns to life, that turbine now humming again, but with way less sound.
"This seems to be good quality gas, I'll surely reach destination with that."
She turns toward the Wizard, lifts her slushie as a wave and thanks him with her hand on her heart.
On her way back into the shop, she smiles at Zion, "I didn't mean to be rude at you, if I seemed harsh, please excuse me. I don't know where we are, I don't know what force brought as all together here." And the moment before the rocket-girl makes her smashing entrance, with a grin she whispers, "it's not only a trilogy, but a complete saga with timeless backs and forth, with story not yet told but already lived. "
Lizbeth laughs, not only at the well-known to her forced landing of the rocket girl but at the supposed face Zion should have in her mind. She disappears to join the slushie machine, her little deer tail wagging frantically behind her.
While choosing that atomic green shining one, she sees the van disappear in hyperspace, she sends a mental goodbye before only stripes of light could be seen and the van vanish.
The green one seems to have taste of metallic green apples with a hint of diesel, not so bad after all.
Lizbeth comes out again slurping her slushie with a shrug and a stupid grin. The X-wing cabin globe opens again with that typical hydraulic sound, all lights go on again and the ship returns to life, that turbine now humming again, but with way less sound.
"This seems to be good quality gas, I'll surely reach destination with that."
She turns toward the Wizard, lifts her slushie as a wave and thanks him with her hand on her heart.
She nodded at Zion's comment at being a "personified fighter aircraft". That was exactly why she had been built after all, a robot to outperform traditional human crewed fighter jets. She watched his drones with curiosity, doing her own scans of them. Interesting design, another AI system? "Exosuit? Who would design an exosuit to fill my role?" she absent mildly spoke as her self diagnostics ran, triple checking all of her systems.
"Ah, sorry. I haven't even introduced myself. I'm experimental aircraft C1-26710, part of the second generation of project Aurora, under the command of the UNSC. You can call me Chen.". Her voice trailed off as she watched the strange van spacecraft somehow lift off the ground, fly off, and somehow jump into hyperspace. An ATFLIR targeting pod mounted to one of her wings tracked it as it departed, gathering information.
Chen turned her attention to The Wizard next, walking over and taking a chocolate bar with a thanks. She had no need for it, being a machine and all, but her support crew would love to have it. She then spent the next few minutes scrambling about the place, reattaching the multitude of fuel pods that had been scattered about, and remounting her weapon to her side.
"Ah, sorry. I haven't even introduced myself. I'm experimental aircraft C1-26710, part of the second generation of project Aurora, under the command of the UNSC. You can call me Chen.". Her voice trailed off as she watched the strange van spacecraft somehow lift off the ground, fly off, and somehow jump into hyperspace. An ATFLIR targeting pod mounted to one of her wings tracked it as it departed, gathering information.
Chen turned her attention to The Wizard next, walking over and taking a chocolate bar with a thanks. She had no need for it, being a machine and all, but her support crew would love to have it. She then spent the next few minutes scrambling about the place, reattaching the multitude of fuel pods that had been scattered about, and remounting her weapon to her side.
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