Post by Nick Blaine on Aug 20, 2009 11:11:42 GMT -6
Blaine had gotten used to living with not much sleep. Such was the life of a pilot who had to keep an eye on the ship in hopes that the ship was okay. He had gone to sleep around midnight last night.
He awoke early. He changed his pants and put his Vest on. He normally slept shirtless, no mater how cold it was on the ship. Nick exited his room and took a deep breathe. First night on this sip went smoothly. He normally had no problem adjusting to a new bed or ship. He'd been doing it for years. He entered the cockpit and sat down. He took the autopilot off so he could manually control the ship. He liked to rely on his own piloting skills to fly ships. He felt nervous keeping auto-pilot on at all times. It was only the necessary times that he pt it on. Like the obvious ones: eating, sleeping, and going to the bathroom.
His hands loosely gripped the yoke. Blaine loved to look out into space as the zoomed through it. It was definitely a beautiful sight.
About ten minutes after waking up he heard Solomon getting out of his room. He didn't look into the cockpit. Blaine decided not to greet him because e seemed busy. After Solomon walked farther down the hall he began talking to someone. Sounded like Magdalen. She was up early. At least Sol and himself got up early because of their responsibilities.
He turned his head back out the window to the quickly passing stars.
He awoke early. He changed his pants and put his Vest on. He normally slept shirtless, no mater how cold it was on the ship. Nick exited his room and took a deep breathe. First night on this sip went smoothly. He normally had no problem adjusting to a new bed or ship. He'd been doing it for years. He entered the cockpit and sat down. He took the autopilot off so he could manually control the ship. He liked to rely on his own piloting skills to fly ships. He felt nervous keeping auto-pilot on at all times. It was only the necessary times that he pt it on. Like the obvious ones: eating, sleeping, and going to the bathroom.
His hands loosely gripped the yoke. Blaine loved to look out into space as the zoomed through it. It was definitely a beautiful sight.
About ten minutes after waking up he heard Solomon getting out of his room. He didn't look into the cockpit. Blaine decided not to greet him because e seemed busy. After Solomon walked farther down the hall he began talking to someone. Sounded like Magdalen. She was up early. At least Sol and himself got up early because of their responsibilities.
He turned his head back out the window to the quickly passing stars.
