Perfection is Relative
Hi! This is my first fanfic, and I admit it probably sucks. I just wanted to post something to establish myself. This is a prologue to a story I've been kicking around, and if anyone wants me to, I'm thinking of making it a multi-chapter story. BTW, this is not my usual writing style. I hate being omniscient. If I make this a real story I'll do different POV's, preferably first person. This is just to give an idea of what I might do. Oh, and this is dedicated to purplepotatopig for all the encouragement and the great title inspiration. I hope you like it! Review if you want to see this as a full story.
A blue light flashed and flickered away. In its place, nothing. There was a charged silence while they all waited expectantly
Henry's voice boomed through the silence as the final transmissions from the Astraeus were received by the headquarters.
"The Astraeus has landed! As of now, no immediate problems. Life support functioning… all crew vitals are strong… Congratulations, everyone! We have put the first humans on Titan!"
The silence officially broke when the ground team started to cheer their intelligent little heads off.
Her eyes opened. Grace took but a moment to get her bearings, but she got them quickly and grinned. Awake means success. Her bio-pod flew open a minute before the rest. As the Captain, she had to be sure that everything was okay, in case any of the crew should be kept in stasis for any reason.
As the clear cover to her pod slid off, Grace unbuckled herself and stood up. Limbs a little shaky, she quickly made her way to the control panel. One by one, she released her crew from their pods. Each one of them awoke without a hitch.
Zane Donovan was the first of the crew to open his eyes. It took him less time than Grace to understand where he has, as even in stasis he was thinking about. He was on Titan. He was on freaking Titan. His sparkling blue eyes were open and his legs were vertical within seconds of waking up.
He ran over to Grace and gave her one of those brilliant smiles, and rushed off to the control room to establish communication.
Zane was oh so happy to be on Titan and while I'm on Titan looped in his brain, a track overlain on that was they should have made this place look more like the Enterprise. Shouldn't they have? Well whatever. The control room looked nothing like the one on the Enterprise, but it was fully functional. It took him no time at all to establish direct video communication with GD.
Henry's smiling face immediately greeted Zane. They exchanged grins, and while Zane gave him the rundown of what was going on (Everything is okay! was basically the rundown) Grace pulled the rest of the team into action, preparing meals, bedding, and everything the crew needed to be alive.
It had all gone off perfectly. Those moths of planning had put everything where it needed to be. And the crew could not have been happier.
One person who most definitely could be happier was Jo Lupo. She drove. She just drove. There were few times when Jo really cleared her mind. And admittedly, about 96% of her clear minded moments were involving something that shoots.
Jo wasn't thinking about herself, or Astraeus, or Eureka. All Jo was thinking about was the road.