Sci fi short
I’ve been working on a few short stories for the rabiki.com world building forums. It is a sci-fi writing site that I started about 2 years ago….thought I’d post one of the stories here. If you’re interested in this type of writing, check it out at http://www.rabiki.com/forum/index.php. The site is home to a great group of individuals who love scifi and writing.
Well here goes:
Captain Tom Bradock keyed the ships intercom, “The last transport has just docked in C15, the sub-light engines have been prepped, and we’ll make the jump to slip space in ten minutes. Please stop all non-essential ship activities, and make your way to a designated seating area. Once we’ve locked in our travel path, and reached our cruising speed, you may move freely about the ship. You are on flight 2117 Earth to Mars, and we anticipate our travel time to be about 36 hours. Thank you for choosing the Venus.”
The bridge of the Venus was quite a bit larger than most transport ships–it had only been in service for 5 years, and still had that new ship smell, but the crew had already made it home, especially the captain.
Tom fiddled with the settings of his display–a large sheet of transparent glass in the center of the bridge viewable from either side. “Check this out”, he said as he tapped a control on the side of his chair.
The screen immediately filled with live video from the recreation lounge. One couple had just finished their dance, and were seating themselves in a large black leather couch along the side of the dining area, the drink attendant was putting away loose bottles that were left on the bar and table tops, and tidying up a bit. The jump to light speed was hardly noticeable, but it was still standard procedure for passengers to be seated during the transition.
Tom tapped the controls again and the screen displayed the entire port side of the ship. From this view the nose of the vessel was not visible, and the side of the ship seemed to go on for kilometers, before vanishing into a small point in the center of the screen.
One more tap brought up an image of the Earth below. The Venus was high enough to maintain a stable orbit for a ship of its size, but still close enough to make out the ruins of a few large cities. “It’s amazing what 20 years without people will do to a city”, Chris said as he pointed to Old Chicago on the screen.
The larger cities began the migration to Mars first, leaving only rural communities and scattered families to be transported during the last 5 years.
“Yeah! Well this is it”, Tom said with a sigh of relief. “No more trips to this godforsaken place”.
“What about those that are still here?” Chris felt his eye twitch, “Will they just be left to their own?”
This was Chris’ first assignment on a transport ship. He had just spent 5 years on the Bonappetit, a freightliner that hauled exotic foods between the Sol system and Alpha Centauri, and the promotion from tactical to first officer was a good fit for him and the Venus crew.
“We’ve been haulin people for 30 years. If they haven’t left by now, there gonna have to find their own way off this rock.”
“FIVE MINUTES AND COUNTING”, the ships A.I. spoke in a soft feminine voice over the comm system. “Please stop all non-essential ship activities and make your way to a designated seating area.”
Not sure if it was the soft sooting voice or the whole male ego thing, but most ship A.I.s were female……[more later]
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