Brad Lingor (author)


Brad lingor

Inwardly Cait guessed he was trying to assess whether he should try this again later, some way to leave the door open. He seemed nice enough but she just didn’t want to create any expectations.

"Look, I’m not trying to just shoot you down here, but it’s complicated." Cait said, trying to set the tone for any further conversation. "And technically I’m your boss."

"Come on, that doesn’t matter out here."

"It does to me."

"You know we’re basically glorified babysitters on this thing. There’s two of us here. That’s not a chain of command, that’s…" Rhys waved his hand vaguely looking for a metaphor but not finding one "…nothing."

"Even if true, that doesn’t obligate me to get involved." Cait said incredulously.

"I’m just saying if you wanted to, it wouldn’t affect the job."

"Firstly I disagree, and secondly I don’t want to."

"Really?"

"Is that so hard to believe?"

"Come on, four months in space, just the two of us working together, bored out of our minds. You don’t get frustrated?"

"No." Cait lied, though quite convincingly.

"Well I think there’s no harm in a little fun. Come on, it’s the 24th century."

"The calendar does not dictate my feelings on the matter."

"Alright, look, I’m sorry. I’ll drop it."

"Thank you." Cait said simply, not wanting to drag this out and further increase the tension between them. "Now let me just be clear – I get where you’re coming from. Working in close proximity, I guess it can create some issues. And I know it doesn’t help that we’re bouncing around here half undressed but it’s hot. Now let’s please focus on our duties."

Cait pulled herself into the navigator’s chair and reviewing the new course to make sure the ship’s slow manoeuvring was proceeding safely.

"Aye, Captain." Rhys said as he pushed himself towards the door. There was a trace of disappointment in his tone but no frustration or bitterness. He’d get over it.

"Hey." Rhys said from behind her, apparently still lingering.

"Yeah?"

"This is your first time to Jupiter isn’t it?"

"Yeah."

"We’re about to hit the dead zone." Rhys pointed to the screen above her that showed the projected route crossing a large field of red that showed when they would be completely out of radio contact with the rest of the civilized universe.

"So we are." Cait glaned up at the navigation monitor that marked the region of space where their long distance communications would cease to be effective and put them out of contact with the rest of human civilization for the next month.

"It’s a milestone for every spacer doing their first Jovian run, especially when you’re also Captain. Congrats Cait."

"Thanks, Rhys."

They watched in silence as the diagram of the ship crossed into the red area on the display and the coms panel light dimmed showing they no longer had any active connections. Eventually, Rhys went back to engineering and Cait went back to reading her book.

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