Shuvin Undhi
Oct 5th, 2016, 10:59:43 PM
The Planet Pantora
“...And conditions will only be getting worse folks. As you can see, this high and this low will be creating something like a transport's nightmare: all sky traffic will be grounded while the upper atmosphere continues to experience wildly violent swells and windstorms. Again, if the satellites weren’t experiencing technical issues, or if the control towers weren't losing communication signals due to the loss of the antennae, this would have been simply another shaky take-off for most. Without them though, everyone must be grounded until the storm breaks.”
Most stories like this begin with the child. In this story, the child is sixteen year old Shuvin Undhi, a Togruta girl with a mischievous smile, by the lucky and completely coincidental fact that she is the youngest person involved in this tale.
Shuvin at the moment was ignoring the loud warbling voice of her captain while he swore at the radioman and while Cerie alternated between angry and amused, at the situation and at Ben respectively.
“...flown through tougher conditions back when I was training!”
Shuvin was completely focused on her task. Nothing could distract her. It was a critical mission; failure would be catastrophic, and just a moment's delay would mean —
“At least the snow will be nice,” Cerie’s voice drifted in during a lull in the cycle between the static-riddled radioman and Ben’s voices.
“Hm? Snow?” Shuvin perked up and left the open access panel and walked the few steps out of the reactor room and across the corridor into the galley. “There's gonna be snow?”
“Yes!” Ben exploded. Shuvin held back a laugh. Even when irritated like this Ben just could not intimidate her. “Snow! And they're grounding us for it! It's not that special!”
“Actually, I've never seen snow before,” Shuvin admitted. “I've only ever heard of it. I lived on the wrong part of the planet for snow when you found me.”
Ben quieted, and looked at Shuvin in consternation.
“Huh,” he said after a moment. “Really?”
“Yeah,” Shuvin said with a grin. “But what I mostly heard of it was when it was almost Winter Solstice. The Solstice specials would come on and I'd watch them all if I could. Teddy the Tan-Nosed Tauntaun, Miracle on Level 34, the Solstice Without a Father Harvest…”
She trailed off.
“I'd watch all these shows saying how getting presents and gifts wasn't the point of the Solstice, but the thankfulness for food and family and all that jazz.”
Ben frowned.
“I can't rail against anything anymore, can I?” He grumbled good-naturedly.
“Hey, whaddaya say we celebrate Solstice, since we're stuck here?” Shuvin asked. “You know, presents, cocoa, carols. The works!”
“...And conditions will only be getting worse folks. As you can see, this high and this low will be creating something like a transport's nightmare: all sky traffic will be grounded while the upper atmosphere continues to experience wildly violent swells and windstorms. Again, if the satellites weren’t experiencing technical issues, or if the control towers weren't losing communication signals due to the loss of the antennae, this would have been simply another shaky take-off for most. Without them though, everyone must be grounded until the storm breaks.”
Most stories like this begin with the child. In this story, the child is sixteen year old Shuvin Undhi, a Togruta girl with a mischievous smile, by the lucky and completely coincidental fact that she is the youngest person involved in this tale.
Shuvin at the moment was ignoring the loud warbling voice of her captain while he swore at the radioman and while Cerie alternated between angry and amused, at the situation and at Ben respectively.
“...flown through tougher conditions back when I was training!”
Shuvin was completely focused on her task. Nothing could distract her. It was a critical mission; failure would be catastrophic, and just a moment's delay would mean —
“At least the snow will be nice,” Cerie’s voice drifted in during a lull in the cycle between the static-riddled radioman and Ben’s voices.
“Hm? Snow?” Shuvin perked up and left the open access panel and walked the few steps out of the reactor room and across the corridor into the galley. “There's gonna be snow?”
“Yes!” Ben exploded. Shuvin held back a laugh. Even when irritated like this Ben just could not intimidate her. “Snow! And they're grounding us for it! It's not that special!”
“Actually, I've never seen snow before,” Shuvin admitted. “I've only ever heard of it. I lived on the wrong part of the planet for snow when you found me.”
Ben quieted, and looked at Shuvin in consternation.
“Huh,” he said after a moment. “Really?”
“Yeah,” Shuvin said with a grin. “But what I mostly heard of it was when it was almost Winter Solstice. The Solstice specials would come on and I'd watch them all if I could. Teddy the Tan-Nosed Tauntaun, Miracle on Level 34, the Solstice Without a Father Harvest…”
She trailed off.
“I'd watch all these shows saying how getting presents and gifts wasn't the point of the Solstice, but the thankfulness for food and family and all that jazz.”
Ben frowned.
“I can't rail against anything anymore, can I?” He grumbled good-naturedly.
“Hey, whaddaya say we celebrate Solstice, since we're stuck here?” Shuvin asked. “You know, presents, cocoa, carols. The works!”