Tuesday, June 02, 2015

Project 14: A Walk Through the Station

This is the first of 6 sketch stories, where I write a very short story that briefly describes a scene or a feeling. It's the first time in a very long time that I've published any writing, so please be kind.




A Walk Through the Station


Emma kicked off in the sweet spot between grav regulators and glided across the bend in the hall.

She came out of the section gate and saw the crowd down the ring causeway was bigger than usual for third break.

Since she needed to cross over to the central dome anyway she skipped across the causeway and found her way up the other side of the ring to the far service-way.

The service-way was quiet as always, mostly full of auto-haulers taking cargo along the ring, much less of that here than in some of the bigger res-rings or in the commercial areas of the station. Folks could always walk through back here, but usually they stuck to the causeway and whatever the cause for the commotion was, it didn't ripple back here.

She jumped across the boundary where the service-way, and the outer plane of gravity met the main slide-tube across to the central res-dome. Whatever caused the blockage in the causeway had been here, even though she still couldn't tell what it had been. Station-sec and maintenance were all over the place. But it seemed like people were starting to make progress up the tube again.

She sighed and joined in shuffling along with the crowd, waiting to grab a hand line and get pulled across.

But the tube was big, and there was lots of empty space down the middle. Someone who was pretty good negotiating the gravity could just…

She had to jump up one of the planters near the tube but she was able to just catch the edge of the field and drop perfectly into the middle of the tube.

She timed her flip perfectly and guided herself down along to land elegantly, one boot in front of the other right beside the small flower stand outside the tube on the dome side.

She tipped her hat to the little girl staring, then flipped a coin to the florist before tucking a flower behind her ear and continuing on.

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