Another all too familiar voice boomed from the intercoms.
"Kai! Get your butt down here!"
Kai sighed and punched in the coordinates of what seemed to be an outpost of some sort, next to a lazily floating spyglass. Kai heard his own voice once more.
"I'm guessing she wants you to touch down?"
Kai nodded, forgetting that the voice was his own, recorded long ago in planning for a great many possible events.
"You may not remember this, but you busted the landing gear while you were borrowing the cargo Miss Eva wanted."
Kai reached under his chair and pulled out an oxygen tank. He fastened the breather to his face and reached into his pocket and pulled out a cigarette.
"We're never going to get our deposit back, are we?"
Kai shook his head at the voice and lit up. Fire retardant foam began to fill the cockpit as Kai set an impact course on to whatever spot looked softest.
