Bing bong bing-bing.
Attention passengers, we are now arriving at LX-03 Sable Colony.
Thank you for flying with Artemis Space Travel.
Attention passengers, we are now arriving at LX-03 Sable Colony.
Thank you for flying with Artemis Space Travel.
The trip from the Lunar surface to the Lunar Colonies would have been one of relative ease and comfort for James - were it not for the anxiety gnawing away at his insides, of course. It was a short jaunt - only a couple of hours from the lunar surface to the Colonies above, with flights running all throughout the day. Knights on patrol or being dispatched on missions in foreign lands were no stranger to such accommodations, though the Orgone Extractors on the more advanced Knight machines allowed them to make the trip almost instantaneously - not only deadly and practical, but a status symbol as well for those that could afford them.
Gerart had accompanied him on previous trips, always making sure to snore as loudly as he possibly could, and of course - pilfer as many free packets of pretzels and snack mix as he could get away with. For all his much-vaunted greatness, it was the small oddities that had ensured Sir Enfield would never quite fit in among the Lunar aristocracy - and that, it seemed, had suited him just fine.
Who knew where the disgraced Knight of Knights was now?
Regardless, as the vessel pulled into port, James would have found himself as-of-yet unassailed - though for how much longer it was uncertain. His luck had gotten him this far - Now, how much further?