Guest Poster: Jan the Intergalactic Aviator
Being an Intergalactic Aviator has its advantages – namely I’m my own boss. I fly where I want and when I want and fly cargo that I want to fly. If I don’t like or trust somebody, then I don’t have to work with him. The freedom’s cool and the travel is great.
Being an Intergalactic Aviator has its disadvantages, though. The biggest disadvantage is that I have to find my own work. A gal like me has a good enough rep that I usually don’t have a problem finding a job but there are times when it seems like there’s nothing out there.
Lately it seems like that’s the case. Things are drier than a bucket of Tatooine sand around here. Nobody’s flying anything anywhere. Times like these, those of us in the business wind up hanging around Orion Station waiting for something -- anything to happen.
People looking to hire a pilot know we’re here, the only thing is that when there’s a lot of pilots sitting around it turns into some kind of feeding frenzy around here. Like we’re the sharks and the client is our chum.
So I see one today and it looks like it’s a decent job. Lot’s of people need to get from one side of the galaxy to the other quickly and quietly. That’s pretty standard. Word on the station is that he’s looking for me.
I play it cool and hang out in the Lunch Pad so he can find me. OK, two things about the Lunch Pad, first everyone knows it’s a dumb name. We get it, it’s irony or something. Second, at the Lunch Pad, you’ll not find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy.
Ha ha, I’m kidding, it’s a decent place. There’s some undesirable characters here, but where can you go that doesn’t have that?
So I’m waiting for my new client to show up and I get a message from Jon the Intergalactic Gladiator to come meet him right away. It must be important, I don’t know why else he would send it.
Jon is a decent guy, he’s kind of cute, too, but don’t let him know I said that, I don’t want it to go to his head. Jon and I are both from Earth so I guess you can call us “homies” (though I wouldn’t). We first met on the Orion Express where he and I solved a murder onboard the flight. He also hired me once to help him out in another situation. Like I said, he’s a decent guy even though I think he’s a bit reckless. The universe is a dangerous enough place that one shouldn’t have to go around looking for trouble.
So if Jon’s in some kind of trouble and needs my help, I guess I should get going. It’s too bad that I’m going to miss a client though. All I can say is that this better be important. If it isn’t, I may have to kick him in the crotch.
Maybe I’ll kick him in the crotch anyway.
Being an Intergalactic Aviator has its disadvantages, though. The biggest disadvantage is that I have to find my own work. A gal like me has a good enough rep that I usually don’t have a problem finding a job but there are times when it seems like there’s nothing out there.
Lately it seems like that’s the case. Things are drier than a bucket of Tatooine sand around here. Nobody’s flying anything anywhere. Times like these, those of us in the business wind up hanging around Orion Station waiting for something -- anything to happen.People looking to hire a pilot know we’re here, the only thing is that when there’s a lot of pilots sitting around it turns into some kind of feeding frenzy around here. Like we’re the sharks and the client is our chum.
So I see one today and it looks like it’s a decent job. Lot’s of people need to get from one side of the galaxy to the other quickly and quietly. That’s pretty standard. Word on the station is that he’s looking for me.
I play it cool and hang out in the Lunch Pad so he can find me. OK, two things about the Lunch Pad, first everyone knows it’s a dumb name. We get it, it’s irony or something. Second, at the Lunch Pad, you’ll not find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy.
Ha ha, I’m kidding, it’s a decent place. There’s some undesirable characters here, but where can you go that doesn’t have that?
So I’m waiting for my new client to show up and I get a message from Jon the Intergalactic Gladiator to come meet him right away. It must be important, I don’t know why else he would send it.
Jon is a decent guy, he’s kind of cute, too, but don’t let him know I said that, I don’t want it to go to his head. Jon and I are both from Earth so I guess you can call us “homies” (though I wouldn’t). We first met on the Orion Express where he and I solved a murder onboard the flight. He also hired me once to help him out in another situation. Like I said, he’s a decent guy even though I think he’s a bit reckless. The universe is a dangerous enough place that one shouldn’t have to go around looking for trouble.So if Jon’s in some kind of trouble and needs my help, I guess I should get going. It’s too bad that I’m going to miss a client though. All I can say is that this better be important. If it isn’t, I may have to kick him in the crotch.
Maybe I’ll kick him in the crotch anyway.
7 comments:
Good to hear from Jan.
Angry females is why I wear a cup.
"Angry females is why I wear a cup."
Having a natural AC from dragonscale helps too.
The work may not be steady but it could be worse. Imagine if you had to shuttle around some pompous, self-centered diva of a celebrity all day. You'd probably want to do more than kick them in the crotch.
lmao , Things could be worse , but I cant see any harm in a quick kick to the nackers :)
"Angry females is why I wear a cup."
Heeheee!
ooohhhh, ouch. The thought of it.... ouch....
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