Flight club. 4 pm, Flight Shed

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"Welcome back," Aeryn says once it looks like everyone's arrived. "Today we're going over something a little different. This is the Cessna 172 Skyhawk. It's a passenger plane from Earth, first put into production about fifty years ago, I think, and they're still commonly seen today. They can be controlled by one pilot, and hold up to three passengers. They are often privately-owned, and the fact that you can do that is the best thing I've heard about this planet."

Given a couple people in this club, Aeryn knows she probably should have gone with something space-based, but she really kind of hopes the thought of "you could be carrying three other people" will be enough incentive not to crash and die.

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Re: In the Cessna

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"You all right?" Aeryn asks her.

Re: In the Cessna

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"Mmmmmmno." Evie hiccuped again, and then said. "Yes?" The wings wobbled a bit. She took a deep breath. "Bad idea. I think I'm about to--" Evie looked around wildly for an in-flight vomit bag. "Ugh!"

Re: In the Cessna

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Fully prepared for Broots, Aeryn quickly hands one out to her. "You make the mess, you clean it," she warns.

Re: In the Cessna

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Evie managed to restrain her yakking to a mouthful of bile and spit, then swallowed and says, "I'm... okay. Really I am." She coughed, then took control of the plane again.

Annnnnd misjudged the flight pattern. Again.

*CRASHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH*

"...drat. I thought I was getting better at that..."

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Aeryn sighs. "Well, we're dead."

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"Again." Evie sighed. "Do you mind if I don't try again this week? I'd really really like to figure out what I did wrong, but I'm feeling rather... odd."

Re: In the Cessna

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She hands her the bag. "Go," she says, nodding.