Re: Rec-room
Tra sat in the pilot's ready room as the battlestar readied it's self for the jump to Tauron space. Lighting a cigarette he leaned back in the battered leather chair as the music and the countdown was piped in over the intercom.
"How bad is it? Jumping I mean." One of the new pilots asked nervously as he clung to his seat.
Blowing a thin stream of smoke into the air Achillies looked over at the young pilot "It's nothing, really. You'll feel sick for a minute but it'll pass." He said.
As the countdown reached one Achillies closed his eyes.