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Ringo From the Stars | Alien Rave pt. 3
Ringo makes their first friend.
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A flight of VD-10s in the cold morning skies of HKC 2901 c.
The VD-10 Skate is a medium-range escort fighter, reconnaissance craft, and, historically, as fighter-bombers. More maneuverable than Cormorant-class seagliders, they often accompany the lumbering freight aircraft of Kaua Merchant Navy (KMN) in groups of three to six as they cruise along in-atmo trade routes. Though agile, its small load capacity and low aspect ratio wings greatly limit their range; its detractors commonly criticize the comparatively high fuel demands, its middling performance across its variety of roles, and the reliability issues that arose early in its development. With changing interests and a declining need for aggressive escort fighters, the KMN eventually phased out the Skate in favor of newer, more economic designs.
Ringo From the Stars
Wishing you all a restful break! Next two weeks will feel like a whirlwind, I just know it. Ringo is gearing up for it, but right now we have to take care of Thanksgiving leftovers.
See you next Friday!
Georgie
A Side of Sketching – First Snow!
This past week, Ann Arbor saw its first snow of the winter season! This was the inspiration for this week’s sketch, which features a character donned in a puffy coat and Michigan hat. I’m not a fan of having to get bundled up every time I want to venture outside, but I do appreciate all of the activities that come with the season- like skiing and ice skating! Plus, the ebb of one season into the next serves as great inspiration for sketches like this.
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The canyons were remarkably similar to certain geological formations found in southwestern North America: great sentinels of stone and rock, worn down by wind and water over eons, amber and ruddy in the afternoon light. Alero felt almost–what was it? Nostalgia? Disappointment?–for something they’d only seen in pictures. This was the closest they would get to seeing the original, light-years from the cradle of human civilization. They tipped their face towards the star, feeling warmth seep in; then restarted the engine, trundling ever onward to the next waypoint.
