Fay
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The entire world waited. They yearned to hear the news, whether good or bad. Today was the day. The day that the ACS Ameriss, hopefully the first Azorean starship, will launch. The excitement in the air was unbearable. No matter the outcome, this will be a day to remember.
Aboard the newly constructed vessel, the entire crew waited for the time to slowly creep by. Both shifts were ready to launch… and even die if that was the goddess’ choice. The rockets attached to the ship hummed slightly, which echoed throughout the watery depths. Located approximately ten kilometers west of Henatu to lessen danger to the people, the launch will begin in ten minutes.
Seconds seemed like hours as Rymas, the elected captain of the Ameriss, waited patiently to give the order to commence. Failure was not an option in his eyes. Yet, this mission could possibly fail even before it began! No… he told himself. Even if we should die, our deaths will not be in vane. Our future successors will have a better outcome then us for sure. He patiently waited for the time to slip by.
Rekorai looked up at the computer screen that indicted the engines status, "Everything looks good from here sir," he said to Rymas. It looks like she is going to launch beautifully, Rekorai thought to himself.
Rymas nodded and then looked over to the pilot, “Alright, it is time to go.” The pilot began to push a few buttons, which caused the entire ship to rumble and quake. A final countdown began as the rockets came to life. After the countdown reached its end, the pilot selected a few more buttons, causing the rockets to ignite with explosive force. The Ameriss rocked violently as it disconnected from the ocean floor and slowly gained speed towards the surface and beyond to the atmosphere.
When the ship broke past the watery surface, it felt like a sonic boom to the entire crew. The rockets continued to pulse as they hit the rough, atmospheric shell that has kept the Azoreans on their homeworld for so long. Rymas watched as, little by little, they pierced through the gales of wind and rain. He knew that the Azorean people were also watching. Not physically, but mentally, they watched as the Ameriss made history.
At last, the turbulent ride ended. As the Azorean bridge crew looked out the front windows, they stood in awe of the vast void of space. They had done it! They had done what no one else had ever done before! After a moment of utter silence, Rymas then opened a radio transmission to the homeworld, “We have succeeded, but we aren’t finished yet. The goddesses have favored us thus far. We shall not disappoint them.” After closing the channel, he noticed that the entire crew was on the bridge. He smiled briefly before stating, “Let’s get to our stations. We have a great job in front of us. Now that we are here…” He looked at all of them seriously before continuing, “We stand alone.” Everyone knew that this was unexplored territory. What dangers will greet them? Rymas didn’t have the answer, and a part of him now wished that he was one of the many Azoreans now celebrating under the waves of the Azorean homeworld in safety.
Aboard the newly constructed vessel, the entire crew waited for the time to slowly creep by. Both shifts were ready to launch… and even die if that was the goddess’ choice. The rockets attached to the ship hummed slightly, which echoed throughout the watery depths. Located approximately ten kilometers west of Henatu to lessen danger to the people, the launch will begin in ten minutes.
Seconds seemed like hours as Rymas, the elected captain of the Ameriss, waited patiently to give the order to commence. Failure was not an option in his eyes. Yet, this mission could possibly fail even before it began! No… he told himself. Even if we should die, our deaths will not be in vane. Our future successors will have a better outcome then us for sure. He patiently waited for the time to slip by.
Rekorai looked up at the computer screen that indicted the engines status, "Everything looks good from here sir," he said to Rymas. It looks like she is going to launch beautifully, Rekorai thought to himself.
Rymas nodded and then looked over to the pilot, “Alright, it is time to go.” The pilot began to push a few buttons, which caused the entire ship to rumble and quake. A final countdown began as the rockets came to life. After the countdown reached its end, the pilot selected a few more buttons, causing the rockets to ignite with explosive force. The Ameriss rocked violently as it disconnected from the ocean floor and slowly gained speed towards the surface and beyond to the atmosphere.
When the ship broke past the watery surface, it felt like a sonic boom to the entire crew. The rockets continued to pulse as they hit the rough, atmospheric shell that has kept the Azoreans on their homeworld for so long. Rymas watched as, little by little, they pierced through the gales of wind and rain. He knew that the Azorean people were also watching. Not physically, but mentally, they watched as the Ameriss made history.
At last, the turbulent ride ended. As the Azorean bridge crew looked out the front windows, they stood in awe of the vast void of space. They had done it! They had done what no one else had ever done before! After a moment of utter silence, Rymas then opened a radio transmission to the homeworld, “We have succeeded, but we aren’t finished yet. The goddesses have favored us thus far. We shall not disappoint them.” After closing the channel, he noticed that the entire crew was on the bridge. He smiled briefly before stating, “Let’s get to our stations. We have a great job in front of us. Now that we are here…” He looked at all of them seriously before continuing, “We stand alone.” Everyone knew that this was unexplored territory. What dangers will greet them? Rymas didn’t have the answer, and a part of him now wished that he was one of the many Azoreans now celebrating under the waves of the Azorean homeworld in safety.
