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Anakin Skywalker ([personal profile] sith_happened) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2007-06-14 11:07 pm
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Flight & Flying [Friday, second period]

Anakin didn't apologize for his behavior, you know, ever.

But he was noticeably more calm than he'd been the week before as the class met in the Danger Shop like he'd totally emailed them about, really.

"Today we're going to try something a little different," he said quietly, pointing to two motorcycle-esque machines hovering before him. "This is a swoop bike," he said, pointing to one, "and the one on the left is a speeder bike, the slightly newer model, which is also equipped with a laser cannon. Don't use the laser cannon, please. Both fly like the motorcycles of your world drive, but can get up to 400 kilometers an hour. That being said, you will be wearing helmets --" fortunately for the class, much more attractive than the Nubian ones from the previous week, "--and there are two different scenarios based on your level of skill. One is a desert planet with nothing to hit. The second is a forest moon with trees hundreds of meters tall."

He gave Luke a small smile. "Please don't hit a tree and explode. There'd be paperwork. Next week, we'll be meeting at my shuttle and doing some actual space flight. If you hurt my ship, I'll be unhappy. If you demonstrate today you don't have the maturity to fly responsibly, you won't be asked to come along." He stared hard at each student. "Questions?"

Re: Scenario 1

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2007-06-15 04:55 pm (UTC)(link)
The first thing Anders thought, lazily flying over a sand dune, was that taking a spill here would be really, really uncomfortable for a while.

Once he'd gotten the hang of the controls (and they were a lot less intimidating than the Nubian fighter's, that was for sure), he felt pretty safe about kicking in the acceleration. Hell, if he could do it on his Glider, he was probably safer doing it on something that had handlebars.

He started carving a series of hairpin turns just to test out the way it cornered -- the answer would be 'pretty nicely,' actually.

. . . and then the fear of sand in uncomfortable places started to sap the fun out of it, so he finally slowed down and stopped.