Dream chaser
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this is a possible opening for a novel that i am going to atempt to write.All input is greatfully excepted all coments & advice will be taken full on board. This is being writen in the libary so it's going to be done in bursts (please be gentle with me as this is the first time i have done anything like this.)
The bay door's of the United Systems millitary transport "The Star Pheonix" opend with no sound, white crystals of frozen unvented air spewed forth with their opening of the doors sparkeling like many small stars in the systems primary suns glow, from the depths of the cavernous bay small atmospheric drops ships begain their planetery decent as their restraints were released and the planet belows gravity pulled at them.
On board one of these small tempory free falling objects was marine sharp shooter Jake McQueen for him the impending battle had already begun but at the moment he was losing and losing badly as his stomach wanted to eject its contents, Jake began to deep breath hard as he had been taught when he first boarded a deep space transport vesel when he had joind the U.S.M.M.C this was only the second time he had sufferd a bout of S.A.S or space adaptive sickness he Knew that this would last untill they hit the planets upper atmosphere and partial gravity would be restored.
Even then jake would still suffer as it tried to throw off the effects S.A.S despite the shots for it he had taken back aboard the Pheonix, for jake this would be his first combat drop on a planet.
Jake was twenty four years old, he was about six foot one tall and wiry his legs had a slight bow in them which he had got from his mothers side of the family, his quietnes seemed to disarm all those around him and made him a naturaly likable charachter but even that and his brown eyes and handsom looks had got him out of trouble he had been caught poaching pheasant by the local game keeper and had been brought up in front of the local magistrate who after several charachter witnesses and the intervention of Jakes uncle had gotten him sentenced to two years in the united system's marine corps instead of a custodial sentance.
Since he had graduated from the Marine corps training depot on Earth six months ago he had only done training drops on a few worlds of various atmospheric types he counted his blessings that at least this was an earth standard atmosphere and he would not have to ware the bulky enviroment suits which would have made him a lot worst.
Oh god im going to throw up i know it Jake thought,
hey it could be worse piped another voice in the back of his mind we could be doing really hard avoidance manovers
shut the hell up, just shut the hell up Jake Mentally screamed at the other voice at the back of his mind, without warning the drop ship hit the planets thin upper atmosphere causing some bounce losening some badly stowed equipment which started to fly around the ship with very little regard for the marines on board.
On the planets surface the drop ships entry in to the atmosphere had not gone un noticed they looked like tiny meteors trailing small flames as they burned up on entery but they were falling to slowly and with to much grace to be any thing but drop ships the planets defences opened up missile's streaked from their launchers leaving dirty grey contrails behind them as they began to track the falling craft, antiship energy wepons left D.E.W lines behind them marking their positions with ionised trails.
Jake finally lost his battle with his stomach as the drop ship began to vilolently maneouver to avoid some unseen and unanounced threat, he wretched hard some of the vomit hit his black and green body armour and webbing a little hit his boots the rest seemed to float in front of his face for a few seconds before acelerating towards the aft of the ship Jake hoped that it hit no one, the marine next to him looked at jake nodded in sympathy he was about Jakes age but he was shorter jake gussed about five six tall and stocky with blue piercing eyes he smiled at Jake again and vomited himself the marine wiped the back of his mouth with his hand as soon as he finaly stopped heaving 'Names John hickman im a support specialist' he croaked, this was the first time that Jake had seen him to speak to since he had joined Jakes platoon,he had joined them a few weeks before they had embarked on the "pheonix", Jake smiled 'Jake McQueen im a sharp shooter' he said drylie offering his hand, Hickman took it jake tried to keep the grimace off of his face as felt the warm slimy lumpy vomit that was on the palm.
The bay door's of the United Systems millitary transport "The Star Pheonix" opend with no sound, white crystals of frozen unvented air spewed forth with their opening of the doors sparkeling like many small stars in the systems primary suns glow, from the depths of the cavernous bay small atmospheric drops ships begain their planetery decent as their restraints were released and the planet belows gravity pulled at them.
On board one of these small tempory free falling objects was marine sharp shooter Jake McQueen for him the impending battle had already begun but at the moment he was losing and losing badly as his stomach wanted to eject its contents, Jake began to deep breath hard as he had been taught when he first boarded a deep space transport vesel when he had joind the U.S.M.M.C this was only the second time he had sufferd a bout of S.A.S or space adaptive sickness he Knew that this would last untill they hit the planets upper atmosphere and partial gravity would be restored.
Even then jake would still suffer as it tried to throw off the effects S.A.S despite the shots for it he had taken back aboard the Pheonix, for jake this would be his first combat drop on a planet.
Jake was twenty four years old, he was about six foot one tall and wiry his legs had a slight bow in them which he had got from his mothers side of the family, his quietnes seemed to disarm all those around him and made him a naturaly likable charachter but even that and his brown eyes and handsom looks had got him out of trouble he had been caught poaching pheasant by the local game keeper and had been brought up in front of the local magistrate who after several charachter witnesses and the intervention of Jakes uncle had gotten him sentenced to two years in the united system's marine corps instead of a custodial sentance.
Since he had graduated from the Marine corps training depot on Earth six months ago he had only done training drops on a few worlds of various atmospheric types he counted his blessings that at least this was an earth standard atmosphere and he would not have to ware the bulky enviroment suits which would have made him a lot worst.
Oh god im going to throw up i know it Jake thought,
hey it could be worse piped another voice in the back of his mind we could be doing really hard avoidance manovers
shut the hell up, just shut the hell up Jake Mentally screamed at the other voice at the back of his mind, without warning the drop ship hit the planets thin upper atmosphere causing some bounce losening some badly stowed equipment which started to fly around the ship with very little regard for the marines on board.
On the planets surface the drop ships entry in to the atmosphere had not gone un noticed they looked like tiny meteors trailing small flames as they burned up on entery but they were falling to slowly and with to much grace to be any thing but drop ships the planets defences opened up missile's streaked from their launchers leaving dirty grey contrails behind them as they began to track the falling craft, antiship energy wepons left D.E.W lines behind them marking their positions with ionised trails.
Jake finally lost his battle with his stomach as the drop ship began to vilolently maneouver to avoid some unseen and unanounced threat, he wretched hard some of the vomit hit his black and green body armour and webbing a little hit his boots the rest seemed to float in front of his face for a few seconds before acelerating towards the aft of the ship Jake hoped that it hit no one, the marine next to him looked at jake nodded in sympathy he was about Jakes age but he was shorter jake gussed about five six tall and stocky with blue piercing eyes he smiled at Jake again and vomited himself the marine wiped the back of his mouth with his hand as soon as he finaly stopped heaving 'Names John hickman im a support specialist' he croaked, this was the first time that Jake had seen him to speak to since he had joined Jakes platoon,he had joined them a few weeks before they had embarked on the "pheonix", Jake smiled 'Jake McQueen im a sharp shooter' he said drylie offering his hand, Hickman took it jake tried to keep the grimace off of his face as felt the warm slimy lumpy vomit that was on the palm.
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