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The Earth Federation has mastered a decent piece of the Milky Way galaxy. However, space flights continued to be a rather trivial and boring event. Even for the pilot. What to say about the team. A few days to the nearest gates. Jump - testing your vestibular apparatus and the ability to hold food in the stomach. Then landing and you sit on the planet for six months. Well, if this alien land allows you to remove the spacesuit outside the base. More often, without heavy transport, one cannot go a kilometer away. Where are the beautiful images of science fiction? Green lawn. Fluffy clouds in the blue sky. Snow-white spaceship on the threshold. Sipped coffee. I jumped into the cockpit and now you are already in a far distant galaxy ... Before such a reality was infinitely far and at the dawn of the space era and even now. Real space is dangerous and therefore dull. Rules. Rules. Standards. Protocols. Instructions.

Another thing - voltran. Mighty creatures knew a lot about romance. Their technology allowed to behave childishly. An overly-fitting, snow-white space suit, pleasantly creaked as it moved. I wanted to walk in this only from the hip and that the disobedient curls were knocked out of the hair and beautifully fell on the face. Elastic jump on silky grass. Walk around at least a snow-white ship the size of a little more than a school bus. Hold the glove on the sloping side. Get inside. Light and spacious cockpit. Huge overview cap. Completely not practical, but giving an incredible overview even with the electronics turned off. At the request of the pilot, it was possible to look at the ship from the outside, as if in a movie at the level of space operas. Vicki’s face lit up with a contented smile when she remembered how warmly she thanked Flo for this incredible gift. All night long!

The ship was named Spark. The same name former dugout appealed to the manager of the AI ​​ship. I couldn’t believe it until the end, but such a small ship was able to move anywhere within the universe known to voltrans in literally hours and minutes. Awareness of this fact took time. When you have such a huge choice of roads in front of you, it turns out that there is nothing to choose. Vika decided that she would quench her thirst for space wanderings later. For a test flight is well suited route to the solar system and the Earth in particular.

Her ship could almost instantly be in G-215 orbit, but this is not romantic. Vick slowly raised it above the clearing. She looked around her base, the lake and the forest around. I made a circle of honor and only then the candle soared up into the sky, admiringly watching the sky darken quickly and now the glittering blue planet on the one hand and the black space on the other. And between them is a small boat.

Navigation is designed so that the child would understand. One could pointlessly poke a finger into the three-dimensional map of the starry sky. Required plot escalated. It was equipped with tips, routes. Indicated jump time and other details. One had only to choose from the options and jump immediately to the other end of the universe. However, this is a lottery. Even for voltran. Light from such a distance flew for a very long time, but from outside the Hubble radius did not reach at all. There is a great chance to stick into the star or the insides of the planet upon returning to ordinary space, after so many thousands and millions of years. Spark offered such routes, but with a huge number of jumps. After each of which, recalculation was made taking into account new data and the farther into space, the light from which no one saw, the more time for calculations and more often stops. It is boring and long. Then. All later. Again decided Vika.

The edge of the disk of the Milky Way galaxy enlarged when Vick began to scour the star map, in an attempt to select the desired site.

- Mrs. managing Florence, requested to convey greetings and best wishes.“The route to the planet Terra, according to the system according to the classification of the Earth Federation, has already been added to my memory,” said Iskra softly.

Vika smiled again, mentally sending a kiss to her friend. Florence? Too beautiful, but Flo is more familiar and nicer.

“Then let's go, Spark,” Vika waved her hand and leaned back in her chair.

Vika had plenty to ride on the native system, trying not to shine on the radar. Voltran and their civilization must remain mysterious. We will not violate the reputation.

- Did you know that Terra is a new name for the planet Earth, which was destroyed by a cosmic cataclysm?

“What nonsense,” exclaimed Vika.

- Mrs. Florence added this information to my database. You can check with her for what purpose, as well as check its authenticity. Terra was created by the Voltranes about a thousand years ago. In exchange for the dead Earth.

- Nonsense. “I’ll ask Flo what the jokes are,” Vika dismissed.

- I fix the signal for help. We are the nearest ship to the source. Would you like to check the source?

- Well, of course, - agreed Vika. Moreover, it was very close.

A signal for help came from a ship in distress. A huge black lump. Exterior lighting almost absent. Several sources of light, allowed to navigate in size and all. Vika flew up so that the ship was against the background of the Milky Way. So it was easier to navigate. Assess the shape and size of the ship. And also imbued with its real size.

“Whose ship is the Spark?” - asked Vick.

- Belongs to the star fleet Saul. The ship has no name. KL-323 number. Class: small transport. Home port - Pluto. The route is Pluto-Mars. The load is heavy metal ore.

- What happened to him?

- A collision with a large asteroid or satellite, with a probability of 75 percent.

- Hmm. How did they manage it? Are there any alive?

- I register several sources of protein form of life on board.

- Someone goes to his rescue?

“No ships were found in the system, with trajectories passing through the crash site.”

Here it is! A real adventure, the girl thought excitedly. She remembered how the voltran replenish the population. A ship in trouble, potential recruitment. An image flashed through my head: a brave astronaut in a glittering spacesuit. At her feet, a half-dressed girl, with beautiful, full tits, in a ragged dress. Around the hordes of monsters, greedy mouth bark. In one hand a flag is developed, in the other a faithful blaster. - It would be nice, she smiled at her fantasies of Vika.

The black hulk of the earthly ship rotated slowly along the longitudinal axis and completely blocked the stars, occupying one hundred percent of the visual field. The ship put pressure on the psyche with its size and gloomy forms. From such a spectacle a slight attack of agoraphobia and even xenophobia appeared. And the potential girl in a torn dress no longer seemed a sufficient reward for risk.

“Watching the docking gateway.” Your decision, captain?

“We are joining together,” Vika replied slowly, and rose from her chair.

On top of a sexy costume is a no less sexy heavy vest with a protective field generator. Pistol in a holster and in case of important negotiations - a heavy rifle behind his back.

- To make holes in the body? Thanks for the help of the brave commander! This is exactly what we wanted. And the image of the earth ship falling apart. Vika shook her head and, with a sigh, put in her holster, an automatic plasma pistol, and put the rifle in the weapon rack.

The gateway was immersed in darkness and devoid of gravity. The suit carefully illuminated it to a comfortable state with the help of ultrasonic emitters, night vision and augmented reality systems. However, in order not to frighten the crew, Vika turned on the external lighting of the spacesuit, so that she too could be seen. Boots pressed against the emergency lane and flipping heels, the girl bravely moved down the corridor. Spark strewed data before my eyes, voiced important messages.Instruments protruding from the walls and other objects were highlighted and supplied with hints.

The air on the ship was. So life support systems are functioning ....

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