Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Lars Johansen (Meteorological Officer) in Shuttle Bay - There’s a Strange Wind A’Blowin’… - Arrival of The Meteorology Officer
“I’m telling you, I saw what I saw.”

“And I’m telling you you are crazy.”

“Maybe, but that doesn’t change the fact that I saw it.”

“No, you didn’t. Not only is that physiologically and scientifically impossible, but the laws of physics say-“

“I don’t care what the law is. Arrest him, then. He broke it. He broke the law!”

“Oh come on! Now you are just being obstinate!”

“Obstinate hell! I! Saw! What! I! Saw!”

The argument between the pilot and copilot had gone on for the past three hours, and probably would have continued on save for the fact the sensors went haywire and started reporting all manner of odd readings. Moisture condensation, wind gusts up to 120 kph, circuitous cloud motion, sudden pressure drops, and massive precipitation. Flood warnings and high wind alerts were screaming for the control panel…

As they flew through empty space at Warp 5.

A voice behind them, deep and rumbling like distant thunder, said “Mmmm… dat dere is a hurricane forming.” The accent was thick, Scandinavian probably, and belong to the incredibly handsome and muscular Lieutenant in one of the passenger chairs.

The two pilots looked back, looked at each other, and looked back at the blonde-haired blue-eyed man and then started to chuckle. “Hurricane… right. In space, no less.” said the pilot, but the co-pilot mumbled under his breath “Just… listen to him.”

End Part One

The shuttle started to buck and shake. The big man nodded and said “Yep… dere is da cross-winds. Sheer will be a factor if ya don compensate.” The pilot shot a glare back at the man who just shrugged. He then looked at the co-pilot who said “Lightning… he was using lightning from his fingers to cook a hot dog.” “Stow it and help me fly us out of whatever th-” and the front viewport became speckled with rain. “Whatever this…” and the pilot’s voice trailed off as the rain began splattering against the viewport in big droplets. The co-pilot’s eyes went wide and he just pointed. The big man behind them smiled and said happily “You are super-lucky! ‘Dere’s not many who can say they seen a real hurricane in these parts before!”

End Part Two