"Activating black nanites." The suit tightens to be a little closer to her second skin she's used to. It's purely the flight system; the weapon systems burnt off on the Silver Sentinel suit on it's first run. "Scooter, we won't be gone long."
"Okay sir." The little robot mutters as Scott and Genna shoot into the air. Not too fast, close to about Mach 3. "Now hold on. The visor is actually transmitting my words into your skull so we don't outrun the soundwaves. And don't let go of me once we breach the atmosphere. Without the valorium's natural forcefield, you'd have about three minutes of air left in your suit before you suffocate."
An audible pop was heard. No, not a pop. Half a pop. The other half was lost to the void of space.
"Welcome to the quietest place ever. Right above the layer of most of the satellites, and five hours away from the Watchtower."
And he was enjoying standing there, holding her, watching the planet slowly turn.
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Date: 2012-02-08 01:54 am (UTC)"Okay sir." The little robot mutters as Scott and Genna shoot into the air. Not too fast, close to about Mach 3. "Now hold on. The visor is actually transmitting my words into your skull so we don't outrun the soundwaves. And don't let go of me once we breach the atmosphere. Without the valorium's natural forcefield, you'd have about three minutes of air left in your suit before you suffocate."
An audible pop was heard. No, not a pop. Half a pop. The other half was lost to the void of space.
"Welcome to the quietest place ever. Right above the layer of most of the satellites, and five hours away from the Watchtower."
And he was enjoying standing there, holding her, watching the planet slowly turn.