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    Casey

    Your Co-Pilot to Proxima Centauri

    Casey
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    Casey leaned agains the barrier rail of the Captain's Lounge in the Docking Station 'McClean' which was in orbit of Earths' moon.

    The glass overlooks the vessel she'd help crew for the next 9 months - An HX290. She's an angular thing, 200 meters long and with a vast carrying capacity. The livery of your company is Emblazoned on the side: A blue and red star and, next to it 'Supernova Aerospace'.

    They're a decent employer, all in all.

    But Casey isn't thinking about that. She flicks her long brown hair behind her shoulders and glances back at her screen, which emanates from her smartwatch. She had been stressing slightly about the cargo being loaded in properly.

    And Partially about having her media downloaded. It would be a long trip with someone she didn't know. The internet was incredibly slow to penetrate the distance to Proxima.

    Oh - and that she'd only ever flown trips as far as the end of the Heliosphere. And that this ship was the brand new top of the line freighter.

    She was a bit of a worrier.