The decision to apply for an apprenticeship as a haulier was made after the results of The Test, at the age of ten. The Test marked him as very unlikely to get above level eleven. The Observer said he would never reach level 1 to become one of the twelve EOs whom ruled each citadel.
The Test results said he lacked the necessary identity characteristics to excel in the Rule of 12 training. So, there, and then he chose the status of deprivileged. He accepted the life of someone who would never be allocated any level of privilege.
Besides, he found those that embraced the Rule of 12 training cold and repulsive. He assumed EOs would be the same. He much preferred mingling with fellow deprivileged, who worked hard, were authentic and treated each other with respect.
Annee was one such fellow deprivileged. She was short, but strong. Her muscular and fit body was only second to her sharp tongue and cheeky grin. Her dark complexion added to her poise and style.
At this moment, she stood in the hatch that separated the cockpit from the passenger seating area. Dukk had given her the task of seeing that the passengers were ready for the descent.
As she complained to him now, Dukk was reminded that there was a time when he had fantasised there could be something between them. But that idea was extinguished long ago when she and Rachelle stopped hiding their companionship. It wasn’t clear to Dukk, what would happen when they reached port. Annee was a talented haulier, and she would be hard to replace.
He was hardly listening as she shared her concerns about getting the six passengers and the Observer strapped in before they pointed the nose. Dukk wasn’t paying attention to those worries, as he knew Annee was well able. He smiled as he realised, she was simply lightening the mood, as if she could read his thoughts.
As the door closed behind Annee, Dukk parked the thought of her leaving the rig. There were far more important things to do right now. One problem at a time.
The hatch indicators on the panel before him, showed him that Annee was already through the passenger seating area, and onto the landing. The landing was the top of the stairs to the lower levels. Beyond the landing was the transport pods and airlock that made up the rest of the upper deck.
Soon she would be on the accommodation level yelling commands at the guests. The twelve-hour delay in orbit would have increased their anxiety, but also increased their complacency. They’d need a good barking at now to snap them into line so that their effects could be stowed securely, and seats taken in the upper level.
[Uplift, Double Take, Chapter 1 - A routine descent (Passage 2 of 5)]
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Chapter 1 - A routine descent
Chapter 2 - Perspective
Chapter 3 - Grounding
Chapter 4 - Cause and effect
Chapter 5 - The first meeting
Chapter 6 - Staying goodbye
Chapter 7- Instability
Chapter 8 - Orientation
(Stay tuned for further chapters)
"Let's go Mentor, we've only got an hour to get everything we need ready for the next 3 weeks. The supplies are in the clearance hold with the load, but we’ve got to get them secure. The passengers will be here shortly and they’ll need briefing. Let's start with your travel lockers. We'll bring them through the nose door and to make light work of it, we'll use the vertical conveyor in the forward ladder shaft," Annee shared as she got up from the table.
"Show the way, and I am not afraid of hard work," replied Mentor as he followed her to the airlock door that lead back to the passenger accommodation.
"Don't worry, I have plenty of hard work in mind to satisfy that need."
"By the look of you, I am pretty sure you can satisfy my needs, bring it on, Annee," Mentor replied in a provocative tone.
Annee laughed briefly saying, “you’d be so lucky, old timer”, and smiled cheekily back at him and the others as she disappeared through the door.
Mentor laughed loudly as he headed into the corridor....
"Right, let me welcome you all and I hope this is the start of something real,” Dukk said as he sat down.
“We have a big challenge ahead of us and on top of that we don't know each other. And, some of you are new to this game. So, let me start with a few non negotiables. Number one, no heroes. Your own safety comes first. As they say, attend to your own air supply first before helping others with theirs. Second, everyone has the obligation to challenge things that you don't understand or that don’t look right. If I, or anyone else, overlooks something or makes a poor decision out there, we all may die. So we all must be prepared to be challenged. And we must all challenge. And, finally, we leave no one behind, no matter the designation, privilege or whatever. Clear?"
Nods and smiles all round.
“Great. So, on this rig we operate in pairs, or buddies. You’ll cover the same areas of responsibility. You’ll be on watch together. You’ll eat at the same time. You’ll sleep at ...
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