{"sf1_id":854947,"sf2_id":"3eg26WP1","title":"1 Down, 400 Billion to go","author":"Marcus R Jones","words":294,"posted_at":"2015-04-29T22:29:00.000Z","tags":["Dingo","Elite dangerous","Male","Sci-Fi","Ship","Space","earth"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/854947-1-down-400-billion-to-go","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/3eg26WP1","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=854947\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"Let the journey begin...","content":"# 1 down, 400 billion to go.\n\nBy: Marcus R. Jones\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; The controls vibrated slightly, as the engines roared to life.\u0026nbsp; The fur's paws shaking a little with the excitement of what they were about to do.\u0026nbsp; The air was cool and dry, the lights dark and coming from behind the fur.\u0026nbsp; A small click of a switch, and a female electronic voice crackled through the ship's speakers, saying \"Pre-Flight checks complete, releasing ship.\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; A small rocking, and a few creaks, and the ship, a Cobra Mk III, lifted up from the launch platform.\u0026nbsp; Again the electron voice comes through the speakers, \"Ship released, landing gear raised\" the voice notified the fur in the captain's seat.\u0026nbsp; And he was free, for the first time in his life he was free.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; The fur in question was called Ludo; he is a dingo, light red/brown fur, mostly normal patterns except for the blue tips to his ears, and the blue streaks on his muzzle.\u0026nbsp; The ship, he owns it.\u0026nbsp; Though he has only owned it for an hour, it was still his.\u0026nbsp; This ship was his ticket away from his \"Home\" away from the federation.\u0026nbsp; He had been trapped there, with his family far, far too long.\u0026nbsp; The canine had been working for the past four years, doing painstaking tasks, for little pay, hoping one day, he could escape this place, and this day was that day.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; With careful precision, the ship rose off of the platform and with eager unsteadiness he throttled up and bolted away from the orbital platform.\u0026nbsp; In seconds he was nearly two thousand meters away.\u0026nbsp; But what do you do with freedom once it's achieved?\u0026nbsp; What is the first thing that you do?\n\nWell...Let the journey begin.\n\n  \n  \n\n","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/866526-2-down-400-billion-to-go.json"}