Well, I was reading a few stories here and I decided I would like a piece of the action. My Shepard is Earthborn and Ruthless. Here we go.
Grissom shifted nervously, watching the slowly approaching relay. The Scientists had declared it safe but they didn't have to take the risk. He shook his head, Everybody here is a volunteer.
The Pilot glanced down at his instruments, then announced, "Five minutes."
Grissom nodded, then tapped a few buttons and spoke into the intercom, "Crew, we have five minutes left. Anybody who wishes to leave, this is the last chance. That is all."
Crew that could leave their stations slowly assembled behind Grissom as the pilot called out, "Three minutes."
Grissom glanced briefly at the ships surrounding the relay, then focused on the relay, determined to remember this event for the rest of his life. There was a crackle of radio, then a voice spoke, "Good luck SSV Yorktown. May God watch over you. SSV Troy out."
The pilot spoke again, "Thirty seconds." Everyone stared at the fast approaching relay, drawn in by the blue light and silvery metal. "Five, four, three, two, oneā¦"
Grissom braced as they drew parallel with the relay within what seemed to be spitting distance before blue light enveloped them and flashed. He started giving orders as soon as he could see out the pilot's windows again, "Navigation, find out where we are. Also, someone get on the scanner and find out if the probes are still in this system. I want to return ASAP." Grissom looked out the window for another minute, then turned around and smiled, shaking his head.
