P.O.S.H

Six days before landing


Mia stepped down from the mat she was standing on at the shooting range. She had hit all of her targets except for one. The target was too small to see when you are also hitting three at the same time, but her coach still persisted to gird her about.
“It was right there in fort of your face how you could have missed it! I mean I put all this work into you and you still fail me. How do you think we could possibly put you in this new world when you are so unstable? GAH!”
Mia lost her temper and threw the hand gun she was holding, at him. “Who do you think you are? I missed one out of thirty and guess how many you missed last time 12. So don’t go there and yelling at me. How about you start getting some skills and actually teaching us something useful.” Mia flipped him off as she left to go. She didn’t really know where she was going until she reached the cafeteria. She swiped her card and a plastic tray shot out. She reached for it and grabbed the different types of food that was there. Since they lived on a spaceship there wasn’t anything fresh besides what the garden produced.
They had a mini farm with the animals that we needed for protein. But other than that it was all artificial food that they served. She thanked the lady at the front for the food and sat down to eat. At least until the officials came to give her another talk.

Six Days Before Landing


Colt knelt next to the chair in his fathers office. It had to be the fourth time it had broken in the last few weeks. He held the parts together with one hand and carefully hammered a nail through the pieces with the other. His father, John, had spent most of the past week in the infirmary. From what he heard his health was declining. He Finished with the nail and wrapped the protective, hard plastic around the stem of the chair once again. Hopefully no other parts would fall off of it before the landing.

At that thought a small smile kept across Colts lips. They were finally going to feel the earth under their feet and feel the sun and the rain and experience all these things that they had only heard and learned about. It had been five generations since the ship had last been on solid ground. There would be a lot of work for every one. Mostly the carpenters, hunters, and gatherers. Though there was no doubt in any of their minds that many of them might not adjust well to the new environment and fall ill. In that case the nurses would be in high demand.

He left the office and headed down the hall to the cafeteria. There were many people rushing around and trying to get things done. Only yesterday Colt had heard the gardeners discussing the check of the seeds that they had never planted but had saved for the day that was very close at hand. He made it into the cafeteria and grabbed a coffee in a can from one of the heated vending machines. He popped the top open and took a sip. Perfect, like always. He was about to sit when a messenger ran up to him. This one was probably in training from how young she looked.

“Colt! You must come to the infirmary quickly.” With those words the girl was off again and Colt wasn’t to far behind her. He darted around people and tried to keep calm. He knew the only reason would be his father. Maybe he was….maybe…. He wiped whatever thought from his head before he could think it. He arrived and was taken immediately to where his mother was. Her hands covered her face and she was crying. He knew from the look on the doctors face that his father had passed on. He wrapped his arms around his mother and held her tight. Instead of braking down he told her they would make it through the tragedy.

Serinity walked in on a man dead on the bed and his wife and son crying in the corner. She knew this because every time he came in she was his nurse and he showed her pictures of his faimly. She asked the doctor, "Bad timing?" He nodded to her and said "We will coninue your training tomorrow." "Very well doctor." She went over and picked up her things. She placed a hand on the son and said,"Your dad was a great man. He told me stories about you and your mother." She smiled a comforting one even though it was not the right time to smile. She picked up the last of her things and headed out back to her father.

Once she got to the level her father was working on she gave him a hug and asked,"So what broke?" She knew how to fix things, well pretty much all things. Her father used to take her to work and she woud learn it all from him.

Rose sat on her bed, leaning against the wall. She was keeping mostly to herself, not knowing many of the other passengers. She knew she needed to come together with them once they reached the new planet, but she wasn't social. As long as she was surrounded by music and teaching music, she would be able to talk to anyone. She played a chord on her guitar and began strumming away. She was writing the music down once she was satisfied with the tunes and words. She was thinking about how she would teach music to others and found a solution. It came from the heart, no matter where you were there was always a song in your heart.

Mia finished her breakfast right when the guards came. They grabbed her by her arms and picked her up off the bench chair. She kicked at them blindly trying to hit the right spot. Finally one of her blows finally landed right where she wanted it to. She never understood why her parents wanted boys they were so weak. When one of the guards fell on to his knees she used her free hand to punch the other guard in the face, but not soon enough she had at least four more guards around her. Then finally she felt a pain on the left side of her face and everything went black.

She later woke up in the leaders office. He was tapping the table with hiss overly long famine nails. He had a fat face and a bald head that was unnaturally shiny and a belly like a yoga ball, “Mia Rurin, what shall we do with you? Throw you out of the ship and watch you die a slow breathless death. Or just simply a detention. Such hard chooses.”

Mia sighed and shook her head, “how could you possibly throw me out you to fat to even get out of your office chair. Plus on top of that I could take down all your men at once.” When she said this his guards took a step forward as protection of the leader. But he just waved them away.

“Mia I will not take your crap anymore we are so close to landing and all you want to do is make a wreak out of everything. I will not be so leant next time for your family has been very good to us and the ship. But if I hear your name one more time about a problem it will be the end of you .”

Mia flipped him on and left back through the door down the hall just wondering.

After getting his mother back to her rooms Colt was headed down the hall. He saw a girl who looked pretty pissed off and he was about to approach her. As he grew closer an announcement came over the speakers.

“Ladies, and Gentle Men. Please report to your rooms and buckle yourself into the landing chair each of you have.” There was sound of static and then the Leaders voice came back on. “It appears that we are much closer to landing then we thought, we will be entering the atmosphere of the planet in about five minuets.” There was a loud noise and the announcement was over.

Colt grabbed the angry looking girls arm and dragged her into the room next to them. It conveniently happened to be his own room. He quickly buckled them both into the seat together, and no sooner then that the whole ship began to quake and thing fell off the walls and shelves with the violence of it all. He had one arm wrapped tightly around the girl since she was practically in his lap.

“I apologize for this. But that man knows nothing, and the speed of the ship makes us reach the atmosphere quicker.” it was hard to speak and try not to bite his tongue off at the same time, with all the shaking.

Rose quickly put her guitar away in its case and strapped herself into her chair. She held it on her lap for fear that the quaking would cause damage to the precious item that was the future of music. She winced when the edge of the case hit her gut. She wished the captain had given them more notice, but she knew that wasn't the case.

Her suitcase filled with her clothes fell to the ground, spilling its contents all over the room. She watched it spread everywhere and unbuckled quickly. She made sure her guitar case was safely buckled in before she began picking up her clothes. They hit another area of the atmosphere and she flew towards her chair and hit her head on it.

Everything began to dim as Rosalina got knocked out .

Mia looked over at the guy, he was quite random and she has never once seen him before. She jerked her arm away form him and said, “The leader doesn’t know much of anything. I should know I see him almost everyday.” Mia watched all the stuff falling all over and wondered who’s stuff this all was and if they would be angry that her and this guy was in here. That’s when she saw a single picture of the guy and some older lady that could be a 4th generation. This must be his room Mia looked over to him and glared while thinking to herself very mean things if he tried to pull moves on her. Being one of the only girls in fighting she often had the boys in there grabbing her, but after she was done with them they couldn’t grab much.

Mia felt when they landed because everything jerks forward even the straps on the seat were digging into her shoulder all she could hear was skidding and then everything stopped and went silent. Mia looked back at the man, “Well this must be our stop, welcome to the New World.” Mia tried to gracefully undo the straps when she found she didn’t know how to because they haven’t practice a landing drill since she was about twelve, “Ugh get me out of these.”

Taranoth sat up, stretching as he looked around, and remembered that he was still on the ship. He had always dreamed of touching solid ground for the first time, and he stepped down to the floor, putting his pants on, and throwing on his sleeveless shirt, and as he put his denim vest on, he winced, from the pain of the burn that he had received yesterday, when he bumped a piece of metal, and it had burned his upper arm. Taranoth strode over to the anvil, gazing upon his project from yesterday. As he looked down at the crude hatchet, he said to himself, "If I could ever get a full sized forge, I might actually be able to make decent equipment..." Sitting next to the axe was a welder, which he used to accomplish each task very slowly, and the hatchet head had many small indents due to inequivalancy in depth as he melted the metal into shape. "One day... and hopefully soon..."
Suddenly, the red lights started to flash, and so he opened the trunk in his room that was bolted to the floor, and he threw the hatchet into the trunk and rushed to the seat to throw his safety belt on. As the ship started to careen towards the atmosphere, he thought quickly, <I forgot to lock the trunk!> Taranoth quickly unlatched himself from the belt, and ran across the 5 feet to lock the trunk, but just after he had locked the trunk, he was thrown across the room, by the buffering of hitting the atmosphere. Taranoth hit the anvil, breaking a rib, and with a lot of effort, he made his way against the tilting and shaking room, to his safety belt. He sat down, wincing from the pain, but threw on the belt, clicking it into place he said, "Damn... mom always told me to remember to lock the trunk..."