The virgin & the bad boy (Gravity)

B2/Chapter 19/Like Electricity, Oxygen, and Love

Hendon crater space port

I was sitting on an electric motorbike speeding down the pressurized walkways of Hendon crator space port. Most of the City was underground. Mostly under the spaces between different landing pads. This lead to a large network of buildings separated by long straight to tunnels. Every so often a ship would crash on landing OR takeoff. This would render that part of the port shut off, so adding to the general navigational confusion. The Bike shoot off, Han wove it left and right and partly to avoid the high velocity rail gun shots of the robots behind us.

As we left I pulled the 'shadow' helmet out of the bag and pulled it on. This way no one could identify me.

I was traveling backward looking at the smoke and robots emerging from Hal's bar. I hoped the rest of the crew were ok. I felt Han's gun and pulled it out and started shooting at them. The people behind us were diving to the ground and behind a bulks head to avoid getting fried.

"Hey use your own gun" said Han.

"How much ?" I asked shooting.

"For my gun?" said Han turning a corner.

The electric motor whined and I got pushed against Han hard. The robots were running after us and quite fast.

"You're an arms dealer. I'm buying. How much" I said.

We wove around a couple on powered wheel chairs. The electric bike traveled quietly and we could hear the klaxons and screams and shouts.

"Six bit coins," said Han.

I shot and missed.

"Six for this bit of crap. Four" I said.

"NOW she can bargain!" said Han.

"Five and that's my last offer" I said

"OK you have a deal" ssaida Han.

We turned into a Mall. It had a glass ceiling which meant the robots had to stop shooting in case they hit the glass and depressurized the whole space. People fled.

"Hang on," Han said slowing down and turning around. The robots following us slowed down as they changed weapons to rubber bullets. People fled from the space. As Han turned round I saw why - the way out was blocked by more security robots. Robots in front robots behind we were trapped. We were in a large mall space lined with shops like Lush. Between shops were cute stalls on wheel barrels. You know the kind selling candles or pick and mix yogurt coated fruit.

"You pressure tight?" said Han. The robots had stopped shooting while they approached. Safe weapns out. People around us ran way under robot instruction.

"Sure," I said. Pushing the collar up to the based of the head set.

"Hold on" said Han.

He accelerated and as far as I know hit a wheelbarrow which was forming a ramp. All I knew was we shot up in the air hard and fast. As we were in the air Han took the gun I was holding and in two shots had fatally hit two robots below. We landed on the first story balcony over looking the lower mall. All I really saw was a blur of red Martain bricks before Han accelerated again. Han was using the gun to shoot at something in front of him. He was driving towards something while shooting at it. Han's hood shot over his face. Suddenly I realized what he was doing. My ears popped and everything when quite. Han had shot the glass and we were in a class one decompression. We sailed a huge distance possibly shooting out like a cork from a pop gun. Han landed and pulled away before the full impact of the glass around us. I felt my suit inflate like a better fitting Michelin man.

Han landed on the red Martian dust and stopped long enough to decide how to get out. While he did I noticed robots rushing out of the large hole in the window. They naturally didn't need air. Two robots got out before the emergency shutter came down. I was slowly panicking. Helmets had a 10 minute micro-rebreather long enough to change tanks and I didn't know how long I had used on this one. I shot at the robots and hit one. Han pulled off and plowed into the Martian snow.