Heavy Metal (Day 2 Early Evening, Hanagr)

[Silas Myles Pearson]

"Not in space." Silas replied with a soft smile. "IIn a atmosphere sure, it will slow down, friction and all that crates drag, and the drag reduce speed. In space though? No friction, so you don't get any drag. It's why you have to reverse thrusters to slow down."

[O'vala Aeser]

"Oh, right. Reverse thrusters." O'vala looked around the hangar. "Do you think they'll let me pilot the ship on our way there? Guess there isn't much to pilot in hyperspace though."

[Silas Myles Pearson]

"Well, if you ask I'm pretty sure they will let you practice a little, at least under supervision. Maybe not in hyperspace, as you said there really isn't much piloting to be done there. But maybe on the joourney to or from our juump point?"

"I mean, it wouldn't hurt to ask at least."

[O'vala Aeser]

"Hm." O'vala didn't end up doing so. If only she had a more focused attention span. "Oh, I wonder if we'll get our own starfighters too!"

[Silas Myles Pearson]

"Likely not." He at least probably couldn't pilot one very well. "Unless you end up a padawan to some great pilot or something."

[O'vala Aeser]

O'vala threw her arms into the air. "Then I hope I get a good pilot as my master!"

[Silas Myles Pearson]

"I wish you luck, Valee." Silas replied with a grin. "I think you would make a good pilot after all."

He looked down at his work. "I think I'm going to stop here for the day though. You want to go grab dinner?"

[O'vala Aeser]

"Hm, eating is good." O'vala tapped her chin. "What is there to eat today? Or do you mean somewhere else?"

[Silas Myles Pearson]

"The usual." Silas replied with a shrug. "Unless you wanted to go grab a bite somewhere." He really had no plans either way, at least as far as he remembered.

[O'vala Aeser]

"The usual is fine. That's why it's the usual, right?"

[Silas Myles Pearson]

"Alright." Silas replied before taking off to the cafeteria. "Let's go then."

With that he made his.

/exit.