Space Opera Continued

The explosion cascaded through the command desk sending everyone careening off of ops desks. Toddy slumped to the floor unconscious and Nim looked up just to see that Mr. Erskin bleeding heavily from a head wound, but still calling out orders through the ship’s Conn. Without the Captain there it was mass confusion. Nim made sure that Toddy was okay, she was just shook up, and grabbed her stations med kit making her way over to Mr. Erskin. He quickly slapped on a quick compress from the kit and gestured her toward her station.

As ships navigator it was her duty to make sure that they didn’t hit anything along their route toward New Sienca. The Gennile’s long eight month journey was almost complete and she needed to focus on making sure their last minute calculations were accurate or they could over shoot the ¬†Sienca system. Nim knew her last calculations were good and nothing was within a million secs of their track so she was confused by the sudden impact. “Did I miss something? Was an asteroid hiding behind that belt we passed last week?” she though as she furiously scanned the incoming sensor data.

Puzzled she looked through the data again. Nothing showed on the data screens. They had not nothing and she couldn’t seen anything in their vicinity that would account for the sudden crash.

“Aris, what have you got for me?” she called down to the engineering deck. “I need some news. What do you see?”

Ari’s voice crackled through the Conn network. “I don’t know what to tell you Sir. It does not make sense. Nothing on my scans say we hit anything. I’m still running scans of the ship. I’ll get back to you when I have more information.”

“What do you mean you don’t see what we hit? We had to have hit something?” Just then the ship suddenly stopped. Nim grasped her console, but was surprised not to go flying across the deck. She looked at Toddy, who was now groggily sitting at her own station, and Mr. Erskin, but they both were as perplexed as she was.

“What the…” Mr. Erskin said. The alarms suddenly cut off.

Space Opera Flash Fiction

Join in the flash fiction fun with a theme of Space Opera. 

The sirens alarmed throughout the ship, piercing Nim’s sensitive ears. She sat up in her berth nearly falling out of the tiny space, “Damn, what now!?” She quickly pulled on her clothes and looked around her small room looking for her Phox. Grabbing it off the sink counter she raced out of her berth and immediately ran into what looked like the entire crew of the Genncile. The blare of the alarm was louder out here and she dodged through the crowd toward the command deck while trying to shield her ears from the noise.

“What is going on?” cried one woman Nim passed.

“Were we hit? What was that noise?” another said.

Nim raced down a side corridor that was mostly empty stearing clear of the passenger lounges. She knew that if she got caught in there answering questions she would never make it to her post on the command deck.

Out of breath she reached her destination and instantly knew that something was very wrong. Mr. Erskin, the second in command, was standing at the communications desk listening to a woman yelling from the other end. Toddy was over by the engineering center jabbing at screens that were partially working, her ear tufts twitching frantically.

“Nim, am I glad to see you. I was about to send a search party to your room.” Toddy got up and hugged Nim to her. This startled Nim for a second, Toddy was not one to show so much emotion. She patted Toddy’s back reassuringly not too sure if it would do any good.

“Toddy, what happened? Where is the Captain? Were we damaged by something? What is going on?” Before Toddy could answer a shock wave went through the ship sending everyone who wasn’t strapped into their seats to the floor.

 

 

Work in Progress that is NOT in Progress

Work In Progress

Design by design,

Stitch by Stitch, magic happens,

Frogging ruins days.

Well, I think I’m being too impatient with this pattern book. I started over, twice, and once only did the lace pattern to see if I was doing something wrong, I was but we won’t mention that. Now all is good and I’m afraid to start again. What if it still looks horrible?

Also, who write a pattern book that does not follow any type of pattern in the directions. Of course, there are the charts to follow A, B, and C. These are easy enough to figure out. There is the written instructions as well if a person does not like pattern charts or who cannot read them yet.

But, BUT, when the instructions say cast on this many and then follow this pattern set up, then follows that with seemingly simple instructions, you would think everything would flow. No, of course not.

The charts seem to expand upon one another, and you would think that the written instructions would include a cascading pattern that would incorporate all three into the design, but no. It only tells you to cast on so many and use chart A till you have so many stitches then start the the lacy edge. It makes no mention of chart B or C until the lace edge, but if you only follow the Chart A pattern for the body, it looks jacked.

Sigh, I think at this point I’m going to do it my way with chart C and see where it goes. Anything is better than beating my head against this pattern book. And the patterns are so beautiful too. Sad.