Monday April 22, 2013
Book 14: Broken Wind — Part II: Can Full of Sky


TAGON: Usually space docks are better lit than this.

PARA: We're seven hundred klicks into a tunnel with nothing but starlight behind us.

TAGON: Seven hun--  Cox'n, just how fast are we going?

PARA: Eleven thousand, two hundred meters per second.

TAGON: Terrestrial escape velocity, straight down a hole, with no light.  Well-played.

PARA: Would you like me to slow her down, Captain?

TAGON: This is fine.  I hate waiting.