"Memories of Shuttlecraft"

[Marius Tr'Lorin 0]

(Finally, a log that goes into more detail about my past. More to come later)

 

Personal Log: Marius Tr'Lorin

 

 

Stardate: 0609.21

 

 

Computer, Begin Recording. ::Record Initiated::

 

Flying. It's been a long time since I experienced the joy of it, long ago, before I even went to the TAT. I was surprised I still remembered how to fly the craft.

 

I was huddled inside a dingy shuttlecraft. It was obsolete, even for that long ago. My mother sat in the pilot's seat next to me. She was taking me through the power-up process, one switch at a time. I marveled at how her fingers deftly flipped switches without a moment's hesitation. I watched as the ground slowly disappeared from view, and then we shot up into the air. We flew in gentle circles, gliding where ever we chose. I diverted my attention to the confusing control panel. I saw one prominent switch above all others, and flipped it.

 

I listened in fascination as suddenly all sound within the craft disappeared, with nothing but the air blowing past us to listen to. Mother looked around, but to my confusion, I saw alarm on her face. Suddenly, the craft started diving toward the ground. I started to panic, while Mother flipped switches furiously, but to no avail. We continued to dive. Finally, she flipped the switch I had, and the humming of the engines came back. She pulled on the joystick as hard as she could, and we barely curved out of our dive. We landed immediately, where I jumped out of the shuttle and ran. I refused to go near any shuttlecraft for quite a while after.

 

I came back around to the Excalibur fighter bay, so, I eased off on the speed, and landed within the bay. I shuddered at the memory of the old shuttlecraft, and so quickly left the fighter bay, and headed back for my quarters.

 

End Recording.

 

 

::Record Terminated::