February 13th, 2552 Christening
Shuttle pilot/Lab Rat/mechanic in training – Katherine ‘Kat’ James Reporting
I know Cookie is trying to bring me out of my funk – and I know we need proof that we can adapt vehicles to our new environment but it seems a little crass to launch the Franen-ship, not this close to losing Miranda and the Diva.
I know life goes on but I’m not ready for it.
My craft will never replace the sleek landers, but the tests all say she’s space worthy and flight worthy – the tunnels say she’ll handle a planetary landing, but she’ll fly like a brick under atmosphere. She also won’t have FTL – which isn’t really a problem since the base ships have it and her job is to fly short-range missions between ships and between planetary objects.
The Franen-Ship got a lot of comments, some hopeful, most skeptical. She is what she is – my apprentice work, and my chance to be a productive member of the crew.
Cookie gave me a can of paint and her numbers. I painted them on with care, trying not to think of all we’ve lost and focus on moving forward, and then the final piece was her name.
Dancer’s ship is the Pavane, Skip’s is the Hunter, Jo-Jo’s is the Welcome Wagon. My ship is…
The Rummage Sale Gumbo.