Journey to Belon, Part 10

Indeed Gregar’s voice could be heard above the general low chatter of the room. He had the Tortugan ambassador cornered and was demanding to know how he intended to vote. Commander Smythe was trying to intervene with little success. Her father sighed. “We’ll be just a...

Journey to Babel, Part 9

Half an hour later, Ellie left Todd to get ready. She gave him strict orders not to select Chatwayan formal dress; she didn’t think she could see him in jodhpurs without laughing. “You’re from Europa. Wear something Europan.” Then she left to go “stand on her head,”...

Journey to Babel, Part 8

They did not lose the ship, although Lt. Cruz had a lot of fun trying. When Commander Deary called the bridge to declare that his engines “couldnae take it anymore,” Tonio obliged by taking them from Warp 10 to 1 so quickly that the other ship overshot. He put them...

Journey to Belon, Part 7

Todd was grinning as he took readings of a particularly tricky nook in engineering that required precise cleaning. Unlike his fiancé, he’d gotten a full night’s sleep, albeit on Lt. LaFuentes’ couch, and had a leisurely breakfast alone while he went over requests for...

Journey to Belon, Part 6

At 29 minutes and 48 seconds, Ellie stepped onto the bridge of the Impulsive. On the viewscreen was an image of the immediate space before them, with a tug ship applying tractor beams to the stranded luxury transport, Immaculata. If only their engines had lived up to...

Journey to Belon, Part 5

If you didn’t know that the ambassadors, though human, had come from an alien planet hundreds of light-years from Earth, you might have thought they’d stepped out of a time machine. Ellie’s mom, Ambassador Natalie Doall, wore a regal floor-length gown with ruffles and...