DEEP SPACE - A Short Novel

2. Takeoff

1st Hour, 1138 Houston time, Exosphere. 

That was a blast! Literally. Tinkerbell's takeoff was as smooth as shit. Kobayashi's streamlined design paid off. We are now on a steady course towards the M31, the... uh... Andromeda Galaxy for those who are not familiar with astronomical names. It's nice to be out of that suit for a while, but I'm afraid I'd have to wear them again in two hours for my cockpit duty. 

Oh-kay... intercom speakers say 'prepare for warp speed'. Aye aye, Captain. We have space travel and all these, yet we still have to use seatbelts. Well, state-of-the-art, cutting-edge technology elastic nylon seatbelts, if this would make a difference.