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. Rowan did his best to smooth things over.
"I've never flown one of these new intrusion shuttles before, Chief. Very impressive. Would you show me around?"
Two shuttlecraft were docked in the bay. Somewhat mollified by his interest, the chief gave Rowan a tour of the craft he would be flying, pointed out its significant features.
Rowan listened politely. He'd never flown an intrusion shuttle before, but he had studied them extensively.
"Everything looks okay to me, Chief. Including the computer."
"I checked the computer out before we left, sir." The chief was still defensive. "It was working fine then."
"Then I'm certain it's working fine now. Don't worry about Armstrong. He's just been reassigned from HQ. He'll loosen up."
"If you say so, sir."
The chief looked doubtful, but she smiled and waved good-bye, headed back into the shuttle bay control ,oom.
Rowan boarded the shuttle and moved to the cockpit. Shuttles were launched and recovered by magnetic tractor beams. Unlike spaceplanes, shuttlecraft were not designee to handle the tricky maneuvering required to land or take cff from spacecraft. The chief, on board the mother ship, was in control of the shuttlecraft during launches and landings.
Rowan keyed the commlink. "Sunray, this is Javelin. How are my comms? Over."
Armstrong answered from the mission control room. "Sunray here
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