Once I was sure that the Handwavium was done, I left the Destrier alone, heading upstairs for a good night's sleep. Or a day's sleep, perhaps. My sleeping cycle tends to be erratic unless I'm around other people.
I hung my guitar from the wall in the dining room and then crossed the Upper Amidship compartment, following the narrow passage through between the kitchn and bathroom into the control deck of the Saint Bernard, which doubles as my bedroom. Actually, the aft two-thirds is dominated by a large, round bed heaped with pillows and duvets. I chucked my clothes onto the clothesbasket in one corner and curled up under the covers, dead to the universe.
It was hunger that woke me, about ten hours later according to the ship's clocks. I ate, washed, and then decided I'd be better wearing something more substantial than my usual shipboard gear while I played with my new toy, so I dug into one of my closets for a Seijoutaigakure-issue skinsuit (in black) and strapped on enough survival gear that I would be able to survive and send for help even if I was seperated from the Saint Bernard.
I wasn't going to test the Destrier aboard the Saint Bernard either. No one's reported their creations blowing up the first time they start up... but then, they'd not be in any condition to if they had, and there were parts of my new ride that were orders of magnitude more volatile than anything I'd worked with before. Instead I went down to Alpha Bay, secured it and then closed up my suit and depressurised the bay.
The front door of Alpha Bay isn't too different from the back - it's a modified clamshell of the type found on any number of military transport planes. Once lights were green, I hit the switch and felt a rumble through the deckplates as hydraulics lowered the 'ramp' section of the door and raised the upper panel until it was flat against the underside of the control room, leaving a gap about the size of your average garage door. That was handy, since it was about what I needed. Another switch on the same panel cut off the artifical gravity of the Bay. I try not to do that if I can avoid it - I'd have to reset the entire environmentals system again before I had gravity in Alpha Bay again, but I couldn't do the next stage in gravity. Cars are heavy but in Zero-G, with enough effort you can get them moving, very slowly. Doing so, I hustled the Destrier off the deck and pushed her slowly out of the forward hatch, hanging off the rear bumper as we glided out into space...
D for Drakensis
You're only young once, but immaturity is forever.
I hung my guitar from the wall in the dining room and then crossed the Upper Amidship compartment, following the narrow passage through between the kitchn and bathroom into the control deck of the Saint Bernard, which doubles as my bedroom. Actually, the aft two-thirds is dominated by a large, round bed heaped with pillows and duvets. I chucked my clothes onto the clothesbasket in one corner and curled up under the covers, dead to the universe.
It was hunger that woke me, about ten hours later according to the ship's clocks. I ate, washed, and then decided I'd be better wearing something more substantial than my usual shipboard gear while I played with my new toy, so I dug into one of my closets for a Seijoutaigakure-issue skinsuit (in black) and strapped on enough survival gear that I would be able to survive and send for help even if I was seperated from the Saint Bernard.
I wasn't going to test the Destrier aboard the Saint Bernard either. No one's reported their creations blowing up the first time they start up... but then, they'd not be in any condition to if they had, and there were parts of my new ride that were orders of magnitude more volatile than anything I'd worked with before. Instead I went down to Alpha Bay, secured it and then closed up my suit and depressurised the bay.
The front door of Alpha Bay isn't too different from the back - it's a modified clamshell of the type found on any number of military transport planes. Once lights were green, I hit the switch and felt a rumble through the deckplates as hydraulics lowered the 'ramp' section of the door and raised the upper panel until it was flat against the underside of the control room, leaving a gap about the size of your average garage door. That was handy, since it was about what I needed. Another switch on the same panel cut off the artifical gravity of the Bay. I try not to do that if I can avoid it - I'd have to reset the entire environmentals system again before I had gravity in Alpha Bay again, but I couldn't do the next stage in gravity. Cars are heavy but in Zero-G, with enough effort you can get them moving, very slowly. Doing so, I hustled the Destrier off the deck and pushed her slowly out of the forward hatch, hanging off the rear bumper as we glided out into space...
D for Drakensis
You're only young once, but immaturity is forever.