Flight and Flying, Period 5, Thursday 6/26

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

After handwavily informing the class to meet him on the causeway, Murdock waited almost impatiently for his students. He ginned and waved once they had all arrived. "So we've made it to the last class. Hard to believe it, really."

"For today's class, something special. Actual flight. That's why I asked you all to come here. We're going to the airport in Toamasina and we're going to go up in a small turboprop plane."

"You'll all take turns at flying, from the co-pilot side. I'll stay in the main pilot's seat and handle the take-off and landing." He looked over each of his students, "It has been an honor to work with you all and get to know some of you. Hopefully I'll be seein' some of you again in my next class," he grinned.

"So are we ready? Off we go! Into the wild blue yonder!"

(ocd! in a sec)

Comments

Re: The Prof

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

"You stole shiny stuff?" Not like he could judge her much. He'd 'borrowed' enough things during jobs with the teams that it'd be pot calling kettle. "As long as you returned it all," he shrugged.

Re: The Prof

[the_merriest]

"I tried to," she said. "It was hard to remember whose paperclips and quarters were whose, though. I had a little bit left over -- just some loose change. Nothing valuable. All the cell phones and things like that found their way back, thank goodness."

Re: The Prof

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

"I reckon I can see how that would be confusin'." Really, he did. "Good thing everybody got their stuff back."

Worf was still squirming, trying to take advantage of the distraction their chatting offered to try to make good an escape.