Moonage Daydream
Traveling through hyperspace wasn’t like dusting crops.
There was some Corellian through the annals of time who spoke those very words to bitchy little kid from a dust ball on the Rim of the galaxy. And it was one of those statements that Coren hadn’t heard, but had he been there? Well, he’d have agreed with the realist Corellian. Each time. But really, it wasn’t that hard. Well, not for people like the Starchaser that was flying his Corellian freighter through hyperspace.
He had a few pieces of new equipment from Silk, and would need to probably announce it to the galaxy via some galactic factory. But the Silkworm Hyperspace Package, Countermeasure Module and Cap Drain Modules were all installed on the ship and were taking up bits of floor space in the cargo hold. The ship was still able to do some small salvage or pick-up-and-delivery work, but she was now made for exploration and sensors. Maybe some day he’d get to work on having his brother make those sensor probes. Would help him get a wider range. They’d been at it for a few days, mainly making sure the Annaj to Dasid Anya route was as solid as it was said to be. According to Selka Ventus it was, but Coren liked to be sure for himself. Right now?
He and Inger were outside Dasid Anya and he was working on trying to make the trail work. They were going in reverse from where Selka had given him, but this part would be tricky, convincing the Chiss to play well would go a lot easier once they saw it was actually Coren Starchaser, and not someone who didn’t know who he was (that was assuming he found himself on the road, as it were), and proving he blazed the trail would go a long way.
It was time to prove he was a galactic citizen. The ship was in low orbit around Dasid Anya, and he wasn’t sure if Inger was aboard or she called a space taxi to get down to the planet for some time. Coren was at the table in the galley, physical maps printed out, giving him a lot of 2D directions for a 3D environment, a grease pencil in hand and some other navigation tools. Additionally, a 3D map of the Unknown Regions, only partially filled in, was existing. It was time to make the first link.
There was some Corellian through the annals of time who spoke those very words to bitchy little kid from a dust ball on the Rim of the galaxy. And it was one of those statements that Coren hadn’t heard, but had he been there? Well, he’d have agreed with the realist Corellian. Each time. But really, it wasn’t that hard. Well, not for people like the Starchaser that was flying his Corellian freighter through hyperspace.
He had a few pieces of new equipment from Silk, and would need to probably announce it to the galaxy via some galactic factory. But the Silkworm Hyperspace Package, Countermeasure Module and Cap Drain Modules were all installed on the ship and were taking up bits of floor space in the cargo hold. The ship was still able to do some small salvage or pick-up-and-delivery work, but she was now made for exploration and sensors. Maybe some day he’d get to work on having his brother make those sensor probes. Would help him get a wider range. They’d been at it for a few days, mainly making sure the Annaj to Dasid Anya route was as solid as it was said to be. According to Selka Ventus it was, but Coren liked to be sure for himself. Right now?
He and Inger were outside Dasid Anya and he was working on trying to make the trail work. They were going in reverse from where Selka had given him, but this part would be tricky, convincing the Chiss to play well would go a lot easier once they saw it was actually Coren Starchaser, and not someone who didn’t know who he was (that was assuming he found himself on the road, as it were), and proving he blazed the trail would go a long way.
It was time to prove he was a galactic citizen. The ship was in low orbit around Dasid Anya, and he wasn’t sure if Inger was aboard or she called a space taxi to get down to the planet for some time. Coren was at the table in the galley, physical maps printed out, giving him a lot of 2D directions for a 3D environment, a grease pencil in hand and some other navigation tools. Additionally, a 3D map of the Unknown Regions, only partially filled in, was existing. It was time to make the first link.