Imago

[Foxglove]

"Just a moment," she said as she slipped her arms into the flight suit and pulled it up by the zipper on the back. Shaking her head to free her hair slightly, she re-bound the pony tail, as it had been slightly knocked askew. "Alright, I'm done." She knew he had been watching her the entire way through but she hardly cared for that. Applying the belt, she motioned for him to begin. "Whenever you wish to go."

The way the seats were arranged was not as obstructive to her vision outside as she would have guessed from the start. All in all, she guessed she could see as much as Stenn on the pilot's seat. This really was something completely new to her, as she usually only piloted a ship herself, which didn't require anything else to function. As the ship's engines started up, she spoke up again. "Am I supposed to help you fly this in some way?" She felt dumb for asking, but if this worked in some way like a gunboat, she was supposed to do certain things the pilot couldn't.

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