Posted: 2006-03-15 08:59am
Puddle Jumper II.
Alternate P4X-221 Star System.
January 11, 2005.
Mitchell tried to wipe the grin off his face as he exchanged a glance with Daniel who was trying his best to not roll his eyes.
Well he wasn’t a pilot, so Mitchell could forgive him that.
He had little doubt that the crew of the F-302’s shadowing them would be getting kicks out of this for months.
“Vader, Mushroom” he ordered, tabbing the subspace communications system, “you’re clear to RTB, we’ll take it from here”.
“You sure boss?” Aston asked with a tone of mock seriousness. “She sounds like she could be trouble”.
This time Daniel did roll his eyes.
“You have your orders, scat” Cameron demanded and a few seconds later, the two F-302’s banked away from their shadow positions and returned to Prometheus, hopefully undetected as Mitchell followed the two Vipers in silence. Daniel offered little in the way of conversation, still reading through that damn book, trying to absorb as much as possible before they landed.
“Jumper two, you are cleared for landing. Look for the red landing pad”
“Copy that Viper” Mitchell acknowledged, spying the well let red rectangle halfway down the side of the massive cavern. Decelerating, and descending towards it, the two fighters escorting him speed up, waggling their wings and aiming for the far end of the through deck hanger.
“That’s looks like a tight fit” Daniel commented looking up from his book.
“Looks like” Mitchell agreed, then flicked a switch and retracted the Jumpers nacelles into the body, before settling down vertically onto the deck. Securing the sub light engines, he locked down the control and headed aft with Daniel. They were in standard field gear, minus the heavy weapons. Their main weapon was a small bracelet each man was wearing, containing a tiny black box with a single red button, the activation stud for a subspace locator beacon.
He wasn’t exactly sure how Galactica was going to pressurize the hanger bay, but as the craft jolted and started to descend into the floor, he realized they didn’t have do. This had to be an elevator like on an aircraft carrier, there was probably a whole maintenance and common are under the flight deck.
He gave himself two seconds to congratulate himself for figuring it out before activating the jumpers subspace communications array.
“Prometheus, we have landed and are taxing to the hanger deck”.
“I’ve got you on sensors Cameron” Carters voice replied, she had stayed back on board Prometheus to start a preliminary analysis on the data they had collected, but she was clearly keeping an eye open.
“Just remember to keep your transponders on you at all times” Pendergast came onto the channel. “If one of you activates it, we’ll beam you both back”.
“Copy that” Mitchell nodded, then realized of course Pendergast couldn’t see him nodding so it was a wasted effort.
Out the front of the Jumper, the mechanical workings of the hull under the flight deck gave way to a brightly lit maintenance area…filled with people.
Showtime.
Alternate P4X-221 Star System.
January 11, 2005.
Mitchell tried to wipe the grin off his face as he exchanged a glance with Daniel who was trying his best to not roll his eyes.
Well he wasn’t a pilot, so Mitchell could forgive him that.
He had little doubt that the crew of the F-302’s shadowing them would be getting kicks out of this for months.
“Vader, Mushroom” he ordered, tabbing the subspace communications system, “you’re clear to RTB, we’ll take it from here”.
“You sure boss?” Aston asked with a tone of mock seriousness. “She sounds like she could be trouble”.
This time Daniel did roll his eyes.
“You have your orders, scat” Cameron demanded and a few seconds later, the two F-302’s banked away from their shadow positions and returned to Prometheus, hopefully undetected as Mitchell followed the two Vipers in silence. Daniel offered little in the way of conversation, still reading through that damn book, trying to absorb as much as possible before they landed.
“Jumper two, you are cleared for landing. Look for the red landing pad”
“Copy that Viper” Mitchell acknowledged, spying the well let red rectangle halfway down the side of the massive cavern. Decelerating, and descending towards it, the two fighters escorting him speed up, waggling their wings and aiming for the far end of the through deck hanger.
“That’s looks like a tight fit” Daniel commented looking up from his book.
“Looks like” Mitchell agreed, then flicked a switch and retracted the Jumpers nacelles into the body, before settling down vertically onto the deck. Securing the sub light engines, he locked down the control and headed aft with Daniel. They were in standard field gear, minus the heavy weapons. Their main weapon was a small bracelet each man was wearing, containing a tiny black box with a single red button, the activation stud for a subspace locator beacon.
He wasn’t exactly sure how Galactica was going to pressurize the hanger bay, but as the craft jolted and started to descend into the floor, he realized they didn’t have do. This had to be an elevator like on an aircraft carrier, there was probably a whole maintenance and common are under the flight deck.
He gave himself two seconds to congratulate himself for figuring it out before activating the jumpers subspace communications array.
“Prometheus, we have landed and are taxing to the hanger deck”.
“I’ve got you on sensors Cameron” Carters voice replied, she had stayed back on board Prometheus to start a preliminary analysis on the data they had collected, but she was clearly keeping an eye open.
“Just remember to keep your transponders on you at all times” Pendergast came onto the channel. “If one of you activates it, we’ll beam you both back”.
“Copy that” Mitchell nodded, then realized of course Pendergast couldn’t see him nodding so it was a wasted effort.
Out the front of the Jumper, the mechanical workings of the hull under the flight deck gave way to a brightly lit maintenance area…filled with people.
Showtime.
, but a nice one nevertheless.
you!! Please write more?
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