A fast paced dream

[Lennox]

Liberty was an awesome place to live nowaydays. Almost never quiet in those parts of space, something new seemed to build up in the underground, yet invisible to anyone. The so called races, that occured from time to time became higher in their amount and frequency. From runs just through system by using tradelanes until even penetrating highly secured systems for quick cash and adrenaline, it didn't took much time for others to realize something was obviously going on.

Led by a young girl, who called herself Light Runner for claiming to be the fastest pilot in Sirius, those races were held at times, when even the house military or other lawful parties were present. As in terms of pushing the body so much with adrenaline as possible, several people seemed to be interested in those runs. However, it was quite a small thing yet.

Back on Rochester, the young woman decided to put down her 'career' as mechanic, realizing she had a nice income from the races themselves, just by winning them. It was way more lucrative for the ex-mechanic to fly those races instead of working in the docks of that scrapyard. Especially with the new, efficient ship she was flying, she gathered quite a high amount of money in no time, that she used for organizing more races all around Sirius.

Although, something, that had never changed was the place of her home. That place in New York, where she could go back all the time she wanted to. After all, everyone of the dockworkers knew her there. The girl sat in the cockpit of her Onuris, her feet on the console, holding a datapad in her hands. "What a day. Can't wait to see tomorrow. Mmmh...maybe I will even make a sirius-wide transmission some day. To find out who'd have the guts to fly those exciting races." She grinned to herself as her thoughts and ideas kept flowing, feeling more 'alive' than before, when she was still working around the place she was currently resting at. "Yep. That has to be done!"