The World Game by Charles Allen

Author:Charles, Allen [Charles, Allen]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Ausome Llc
Published: 2011-12-21T16:00:00+00:00

“Just think about all those emergencies you took care of over the time to save our people the discomfort of isolation. You can feel good about that.”

Nickle gave a middle finger in Peeper’s general galactic direction and went “Hmmmfff!”

CHAPTER 51

On the Iranian fragment.

Felicity was a comet swinging in a tethered arc towards the unforgiving rock ridges of the fragment surface. Shaw had seconds to attempt a rescue.

He quickly looked to his own second tether to make sure it was secure as everything he had calculated depended upon it holding.

“Felicity! I’m coming to get you!” He jetted forward at maximum thrust towards Felicity’s tether which was now steel taut as it swung her around. He snagged the tether in the crook of his arm and then released, to slingshot him back the way he had come. Applying full acceleration to his jet packs again, his own tether was now dragging Felicity’s down, shortening her arc of travel but also accelerating her velocity in compensation. Her splat on the surface would be even more severe if he has miscalculated.

“Felicity, you with me?”

“Yes!” came the panicked reply.

“Grab hold of my tether really tight and release yours!”

There was no time to talk about it. Felicity’s gut took over as she ignored the fast approaching surface that would shred her to bloody ribbons. She hooked Shaw’s sliding tether under one arm and used the other to flick the emergency release that had been redundant to this point. Releasing earlier would have shot her off into space with no hope of recovery.

Shaw saw the change over and immediately vectored for an upwards trajectory that started slowing Felicity’s plummet to death.

“Use your jets now Felicity! Help me slow you!”

“Can’t!” She moaned, her shoulder in agony from the twisting and pressure that the youniform tried to compensate.

She was already starting to swing into a parabolic dive, the question in Shaw’s mind, was it too late to avoid impact?”

Seconds that felt like lifetimes had elapsed. Felicity saw the surface racing at her but now she was going to skim it at high velocity, hanging on to Shaw’s tether like a knot in the middle of a skipping rope. Shaw was now travelling against her motion, slowing her horizontal velocity. She bunched up her legs anticipating impact. Her speed relative to the surface was now survivable if she could miss the worst rocky outcrops.

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