John`s baptism
A little come back to help fill up the drabble stack. Here is my contribution.
The euphoria of hyperspace.
Your mind trying to digest all the expressions from the illusions outside the ship.
With a bang the gathering exited outside the extraction fields of the Gold Banquet asteroids in the Radan system.
Com´s crackling, "Let the ceremonies begin", "Elva, you are first", Lord Travious voice hammered through the com´s.
A shark toothed Eagle boosted towards the first victim. Elva swooped over her prey, and the Sidewinder popped with a sudden silvery glare.
"Scoop cargo", " Good!"
Silence.
"John, your next".
Sweaty palms gripped around the flight controls.
"John, don´t disappoint me."
Hard points deployed. Full throttle!