Once Raleigh's seated comfortably, Faye kicks the engine to life, and Red Tail starts to rise quickly off the ground. Faye always goes up with a little more speed than is strictly comfortable. The flip of her stomach has always been one of Faye's favorite sensations — gives her the feeling of adventure, even when Darrow itself remains stagnant.
"I've managed to get to about a hundred thousand feet above ground without losing consciousness. Not even to the level of Low Earth orbit. And every single time I come back down, I can't even remember what the terrain looked like while I was up there. It's like something keeps me from focusing," murmurs Faye, putting her craft on autopilot once they're above the tallest buildings in the city. "As for why people were trying to take my ship — who wouldn't want a ship like this? Not everyone could afford it, even though the technology existed. Same class divide as ever, even in the future."
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Date: 2014-05-24 04:52 am (UTC)"I've managed to get to about a hundred thousand feet above ground without losing consciousness. Not even to the level of Low Earth orbit. And every single time I come back down, I can't even remember what the terrain looked like while I was up there. It's like something keeps me from focusing," murmurs Faye, putting her craft on autopilot once they're above the tallest buildings in the city. "As for why people were trying to take my ship — who wouldn't want a ship like this? Not everyone could afford it, even though the technology existed. Same class divide as ever, even in the future."