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[Genus]

Post a few sentences which follow on from the previous post. ;-) A novel idea. I'll start.

The Commander eased up on the throttle. She had executed this run a hundred times and relaxed as her instincts took over. Dipping the right flank of her ageing Cobra Mark III, she could hear the bulk heads creak in rhythm with the manipulation of the flight path, as the nose of the "Revisionist" lined up with with Landing Pad 4. Satisfied that she had once again increased her chances of living through another awkward atmospheric entry, she activated voice communications, listening keenly for the static fuelled signal noise over the sound of complaining engines. The verification light on the comms panel flashed red, then glowed orange with a subtle flicker. With a cursory glance at the contacts panel, she selected Base Traffic Control and said....

 

[Jezzah]

...." I hope that I haven't pressed BOOST"

 

[MottiKhan]

As if on cue, the telltale sound of maximum thrusters pounded her head. “Must pull up!” she thought as she put all of her strength into pulling back on the stubborn, rebellious control stick. Clearing the pad just in time to avert becoming a metallic grease stain, she could feel the g-forces pulling her face into the likeness of a Bassett Hound. “That was close!”, she said out loud.

 

[GreyAreaUK]

And then she heard the words that no Commander wants to hear, especially when they are less than 200ft above the ground of a 1.5G world:

HULL INTEGRITY COMPROMISED.
THRUSTERS OFF-LINE.

"Oh dear," she said, with commendable restraint.

 

[Arry]

Due to all the distractions, she failed to hear the warning about being scanned and so in no time her payload, was going to make her another victim of the local authorities. What to do now; continue the landing or go for the jump out of the system? She pondered.