Tanit arrived in orbit over Earth 7 in just under one hundred tox. She received the comms as soon as she slowed down below FLT. The message was from her team leader, Tomasco. Tomasco, the man that always flirted with her subtly. There was no flirting in his comms. He looked sympathetic in the video, but his message was clear. She had to return the Cruiser 304 within one rev or he would be forced to report it as stolen. He had also turned on sub-light tracking. In under 300 tox he would know she was within a quarantine zone. Then she would really be in deep shit.
Tanit had to read the manual on the mapping system. She was an engine woman. Navigation and mapping were a different team. Cartography systems went in long after the engines were on. After a few stumbles and some clever work with the forward camera on the ship, Tanit stood near the air lock. Her personal transport device enveloped her in its golden bubble. As she opened the outer airlock, she switched on the most vital tech she had, her shielding device. Propulsion physicists don’t get weapons, and her quick search before leaving yielded nothing but cutlery. She had a packet of pudding in her pocket, along with a spork.
She dove out of the cruiser and floated softly at first. She looked down at the planet below, the huge continent and the beautiful oceans on both sides, and saw a set of islands far away from the mainland. It was very pretty. She had done similar jumps before and enjoyed the view before the acceleration kicked in.
She entered clouds and stopped in them, hovering over the temple. She waited until it was clear before softly floating down into a corner behind the stables. She looked for her image in a trough of water in front of the stable. Nothing. She moved towards the steps of the temple. In her pocket was a remedium and a toothbrush, along with her pudding and her spork. On a Primitive 3 planet, she knew that Koven would be having fits about his dental hygiene. All historians adopt some form of obsessive compulsive behavior. Koven chose well.
Tanit’s stomach rumbled, and she wished she had eaten during the flight.