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With a stomp on the afterburner, the space-travel equivalent of a sports sedan juddered for a moment before shooting off across the surface of the ocean beneath it. The outstretching landscape of endless blue horizons, if only for a moment, brought Elia to forget that she was being pursued by violent, vengeful, and plainly pissed off individuals who would soon be hot on her tail again. With a pivot of the rubber-texture control stick to the port side, the craft yawed over and the outstretched tip of the stabilization wing dipped into the surface of the water. Behind her, a jet wash wake of white-capped waves flared up off of the previously unbroken surface before relaxing down well after the jet-propelled spacecraft had roared past. “You think I lost them yet?” Elia queried the ship’s computer. “I am not detecting any nearby signs of life, but I would recommend a persistence in this course for at least several thousand miles,” the A.I. chimed back. “Got’cha. You know, if we live through this, I think our partnership is going to be that much stronger.” “I searched for your query term ‘partnership’ and found this definition– “ “Stop, stop,” Elia responded in riposte. The ship had, apparently, not been equipped to answer anything quite so distinctly human. Considering she was the one hinting at companionship with a bargain bin ship A.I., Elia wasn’t desi gutted over omitted feature. Feeling the relief of an evasion well MILF executed, Elia eased her white-knuckled grip from the controls and allowed her back to relax in the pilot’s seat. She cocked the craft back off of it’s maverick-esque wing-dipping yaw and steered the aircraft into a bank towards the growing landmass in the distance. Carving the ship over the water toward the beach, Elia watched the landscape below the Class-B space cruiser flip from a deep blue to a sexy vibrant, lush green. “Land-ho..” Elia condescended, wriggling her finger back and forth in the air in a celebration. 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Unfortunately, the planet she was currently soaring across was riddled with those compromising variables. “Simple combustion engines.. primitive infrastructure.. carbon-based emissions..” Elia listed off the potential complications that could complicate her temporary stopover as a space-faring refugee on this rock. “It is likely that you will experience difficulties blending in effectively in this solar system. They have yet to advance beyond a Gungnir-class civilization,” bonged the informational dossier that the ship’s A.I. would regurgitate on cue when arriving at a foreign planet. “Great. Take over the autopilot and touch me down somewhere with the highest probability for finding shelter,” instructed Elia, already lamenting the tribulations she would surely encounter down there on the surface. She reached down to the side of the seat and pushed back on the knurled knob that prompted the chair to recline automatically. 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