The Story of the Mimosa

at was a trick of the fabric), the engines did not sound unnerving and the crew was running around with confidence, which filled the owner of the black ship with confidence. He

nger around as this area was basically uninhabited; most ships were far away from here, running their errands in the busi

he captain knew the plans and the route. First they'd take the ship up as was happening currently and when that was good they'd go even higher where the full potential of this type of shi

right thing. Unfortunately the ship's kitchen carried the wrong kind of coffee. Although it would do for now, it

it manifested on his tongue. He climbed the stairs and had a chat with the captain. "How does the ship handle, captain?" He had given up tryi

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that good goo

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ble, the consoles and the ground in these first minutes. Typical Landarian, he knew. He'd

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er crazy, and that was a trait they didn't even kno

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captain was curious about the performance of the ship or if she was taking revenge on his words. Halfway down the stairs the Black Flow

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d himself on a crude bunk. A grey ceili

question, he would certainly not have been okay. Slowly Blokman's range of vision widen

A first attempt to sit up was quickly cancelled by a jolt

s a violent reaction to something she put into the button-box which slapped us up faster t

have I been here

vert the time passed into hours, which made Blok

a few

not try to speak loudly. "And where are we?" Please, let us not

utrun a law enforcement vess

o warrant that? Oh, nev

pectacular as long as one ignored the warning shots from the police shuttle and the summons to stop and surrender. The red sails seemed to catch a strong wind. Below them the planet was

make them chase us?

orted him was not really a surprise but he appar

d and soon he was hoisted up the stairs and si

helmswoman lay in a corner, knocked out. Blokman was not certain how that had happened. Perhaps the captain had done that (it would not be t

tem had clearly been affected, nothing she did made the ship maintain it

nk of as he had no idea what the situation would turn into if they we

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hed buttons, and the Black Flower pushed upwards again. This time without t

w minutes for the ship to reach space. The internal systems of the Black Flower deployed

t thing to behold. "I have to see this from deck, " he declared. He stepped over the still still body of the helmswoman and walked down the steps. All members of the crew were groggy as they hadn't had a warning the ship was going to enter space, but they would be fine. Blokman moved to to the r

the only one with the right weight for that. "Don't you just love the view?" he a

e Landari

ce. The big club that she had in her hand was the last thing he saw as it came closer and closer to his face at

moment. They whispered among themselves, the way Amandians tended to do,

go.

rs asked. He gathered that he had time enou

swer. She turned and looked out into the darkness of sp

sort of far away. Shouldn't we

ub to the sparkle in the

w ran off to pre