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fandomhigh2009-06-16 12:01 am
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Flight & Flying [Tuesday, June 16, 4th period]
Anakin was nodding off as he leaned against the door leading into the flight shed.
Not that he would admit that. If asked, he was meditating. While standing up. And kind of snoring.
His eyes cracked open when most of the students arrived. "Today you're going to avoid flying into black holes," he said. "You're going to make the Kessel Run, though if I hear of any of you becoming drug runners--which was what this particular route was used for--you will be very, very sorry."
He flicked his hand towards the wall, where a two dimensional map of the 18-parsec run was illuminated. "The route takes you around The Maw--which is a series of black holes--and leads you through an uninhabitable—but far easier to navigate—area of space called The Pit." He smiled a little at Ben, who he was sure knew this entire area by heart. "The Pit is an asteroid cluster encased in a nebula arm, which makes sensors and pilots go virtually blind. There's a high chance that pilots, weary from the long flight through real space, will crash into an asteroid."
He arched up an eyebrow. "And yes, I know that parsec is a unit of time. If you swing closer to the Maw, you can cut the distance, and thus the time of the flight. But more likely, you'll get sucked into a black hole and be crushed."
Anakin waved his hand, and the map was replaced by a picture of the ship they'd be flying. "This ship and its," he swallowed back an "irritating" "pilot made the run in under 12 parsecs, which I think stands as the fastest time through..." he shot Ben a questioning look.
"Dad and Uncle Han shaved some time off of that a few years later," Ben corrected.
Anakin looked annoyed. He hadn't shaved much off of the original twelve.
"Very well. Climb into the Falcon, try not to hit asteroids, black holes or the ships that are chasing you."
Not that he would admit that. If asked, he was meditating. While standing up. And kind of snoring.
His eyes cracked open when most of the students arrived. "Today you're going to avoid flying into black holes," he said. "You're going to make the Kessel Run, though if I hear of any of you becoming drug runners--which was what this particular route was used for--you will be very, very sorry."
He flicked his hand towards the wall, where a two dimensional map of the 18-parsec run was illuminated. "The route takes you around The Maw--which is a series of black holes--and leads you through an uninhabitable—but far easier to navigate—area of space called The Pit." He smiled a little at Ben, who he was sure knew this entire area by heart. "The Pit is an asteroid cluster encased in a nebula arm, which makes sensors and pilots go virtually blind. There's a high chance that pilots, weary from the long flight through real space, will crash into an asteroid."
He arched up an eyebrow. "And yes, I know that parsec is a unit of time. If you swing closer to the Maw, you can cut the distance, and thus the time of the flight. But more likely, you'll get sucked into a black hole and be crushed."
Anakin waved his hand, and the map was replaced by a picture of the ship they'd be flying. "This ship and its," he swallowed back an "irritating" "pilot made the run in under 12 parsecs, which I think stands as the fastest time through..." he shot Ben a questioning look.
"Dad and Uncle Han shaved some time off of that a few years later," Ben corrected.
Anakin looked annoyed. He hadn't shaved much off of the original twelve.
"Very well. Climb into the Falcon, try not to hit asteroids, black holes or the ships that are chasing you."
Practice run
Re: Practice run
It was pretty damn hysterical from her point of view, and she'd spent a decent bit of time on the actual Falcon.
She noted, with a brief frown, the copilot's chair -- much larger than the one she was used to seeing. She'd drown in that chair. Well, that pretty much guaranteed that this sim of the ship wasn't going to have her quarters in it. Um. Not that the idea of just going and hiding there would work in the sim anyway.
On the plus side, once she was over the giggle fit and sat down at the helm only to have systems start failing on her left and right, at least she knew it wasn't just her. She didn't start swearing, though; she couldn't do that justice.
Re: Practice run
Zacksome kind of a puppy. "The Falcon? Really?"He slid into the pilot's chair and looked over his shoulder.
He didn't expect Uncle Han to come out and yell at him for being in his chair.
...okay, he totally did.
Re: Practice run
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She piloted the ship carefully through the practice run, only swearing and ducking once when a piece of paneling flipped up and smacked into the - was it a windshield if it was in a ship?
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Until the lights went out when he tried to turn. The special feeling was "annoyance."