understanding, but can you bring us back down? I am looking at the wrong end of a conifer here.”
Giggling, Col slowly brought them back down to solid ground. “When am I needed at the base?”
Haveera smiled, “As soon as you are able. They can give you any additional coaching that you require.”
“Will you let Ysyr know? He will miss me if I just disappear.”
Haveera inclined her head. “We will let him know.”
“Well then, off I go.” Without a second thought, Col lifted straight up and oriented herself before accelerating to the Guard base.
A voice came through her collar. “Col, I will expect you back in the evening. If you are going to be late, let me know.”
She chortled. “Fine, Ysyr, but from what Haveera said, this might be a few days’ worth of work. I don’t know what the situation is. I haven’t arrived yet.”
“Keep me posted, or I will come for a visit.”
She laughed out loud and flew into Fixer’s workshop settling in the doorway.
“Hello, Fixer. I hear you have a project for me.”
Fixer looked up from something she was looking at with magnifying lenses and she smiled. “Colah. I am glad to see you. Yes, I have some heavy lifting for you to do. How long can you hold an airborne position?”
Col shrugged, “I have no idea. Shall we find out?”
Fixer removed her lenses and placed them aside. She put a hand on Col’s shoulder and pointed to a huge shuttle sitting on the tarmac. “Can you lift that and hold it for me while I do some repair work?”
Col whistled. “I am not sure. I think I can hold it, but can you get some support blocks so that if I do start to lose it, you will have time to get away? I am all about safety.”
Fixer touched the neck of her suit and spoke into it softly.
Col flew around the top of the shuttle and got a feel for it. When she was ready, instead of flying and trying to pull it upward, she sat on it and simply lifted herself and it into the air.
“How high do you want it, Fixer?”
“You are good. Just hold it there and I will let you know when I am done.”
Col sat on top of the shuttle and meditated on keeping the vehicle level and secure. The assistants that Fixer had called installed blocks that would keep the ship a minimum of four feet off the ground, so Col felt safe in concentrating on keeping the ship in the air.
Fixer was humming gently as she worked and when she was standing next to the shuttle once more, she lifted her hand and the assistants came to remove the blocks.
“Colah, anytime you are ready we can test out the gear.” Fixer was smiling and munching a ration pack.
Col lowered the ship carefully, but a slight noise on her left got her attention. With a jerk she pulled the ship into the air. “Fixer, is that your daughter?”
A little girl giggled and Fixer gasped. “Mabi, get over here. Is Isala with you?”
“No. She stayed with Daddy.”
The little girl moved toward her mother and stood next to her, but Col slowly turned the ship upside down to confirm that the tarmac was clear before she righted herself and it, slowly returning it to its landing gear.
Fixer was stunned. “How did you do that?”
Col left the shuttle and landed next to the head of development and repair for the Sector Guard. “I don’t know. It just seemed like the thing to do. If there is anything loose in the shuttle, I will clean it up. I just didn’t want to risk another little one under the ship if the gear wasn’t going to hold.”
Fixer reached out and hugged her. “Thanks for seeing her. She and her sister each manifested one of our talents when they were born, but they are now showing signs of both. Mabi likes to watch me work, but it can get a little hairy if I don’t know she is coming.”
Col smiled. “No worries. I have a niece of my own. She is loving it that I am living off world now. She tells all her friends.”
“Well, enough work for today, time for dinner.” Fixer took Mabi’s hand and extended her other
Giggling, Col slowly brought them back down to solid ground. “When am I needed at the base?”
Haveera smiled, “As soon as you are able. They can give you any additional coaching that you require.”
“Will you let Ysyr know? He will miss me if I just disappear.”
Haveera inclined her head. “We will let him know.”
“Well then, off I go.” Without a second thought, Col lifted straight up and oriented herself before accelerating to the Guard base.
A voice came through her collar. “Col, I will expect you back in the evening. If you are going to be late, let me know.”
She chortled. “Fine, Ysyr, but from what Haveera said, this might be a few days’ worth of work. I don’t know what the situation is. I haven’t arrived yet.”
“Keep me posted, or I will come for a visit.”
She laughed out loud and flew into Fixer’s workshop settling in the doorway.
“Hello, Fixer. I hear you have a project for me.”
Fixer looked up from something she was looking at with magnifying lenses and she smiled. “Colah. I am glad to see you. Yes, I have some heavy lifting for you to do. How long can you hold an airborne position?”
Col shrugged, “I have no idea. Shall we find out?”
Fixer removed her lenses and placed them aside. She put a hand on Col’s shoulder and pointed to a huge shuttle sitting on the tarmac. “Can you lift that and hold it for me while I do some repair work?”
Col whistled. “I am not sure. I think I can hold it, but can you get some support blocks so that if I do start to lose it, you will have time to get away? I am all about safety.”
Fixer touched the neck of her suit and spoke into it softly.
Col flew around the top of the shuttle and got a feel for it. When she was ready, instead of flying and trying to pull it upward, she sat on it and simply lifted herself and it into the air.
“How high do you want it, Fixer?”
“You are good. Just hold it there and I will let you know when I am done.”
Col sat on top of the shuttle and meditated on keeping the vehicle level and secure. The assistants that Fixer had called installed blocks that would keep the ship a minimum of four feet off the ground, so Col felt safe in concentrating on keeping the ship in the air.
Fixer was humming gently as she worked and when she was standing next to the shuttle once more, she lifted her hand and the assistants came to remove the blocks.
“Colah, anytime you are ready we can test out the gear.” Fixer was smiling and munching a ration pack.
Col lowered the ship carefully, but a slight noise on her left got her attention. With a jerk she pulled the ship into the air. “Fixer, is that your daughter?”
A little girl giggled and Fixer gasped. “Mabi, get over here. Is Isala with you?”
“No. She stayed with Daddy.”
The little girl moved toward her mother and stood next to her, but Col slowly turned the ship upside down to confirm that the tarmac was clear before she righted herself and it, slowly returning it to its landing gear.
Fixer was stunned. “How did you do that?”
Col left the shuttle and landed next to the head of development and repair for the Sector Guard. “I don’t know. It just seemed like the thing to do. If there is anything loose in the shuttle, I will clean it up. I just didn’t want to risk another little one under the ship if the gear wasn’t going to hold.”
Fixer reached out and hugged her. “Thanks for seeing her. She and her sister each manifested one of our talents when they were born, but they are now showing signs of both. Mabi likes to watch me work, but it can get a little hairy if I don’t know she is coming.”
Col smiled. “No worries. I have a niece of my own. She is loving it that I am living off world now. She tells all her friends.”
“Well, enough work for today, time for dinner.” Fixer took Mabi’s hand and extended her other
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