• Mood: coughing up a fur ball
• Music: torchwood

Trajectory

Rose hadn't been surprised to discover that, several centuries and galaxy away from her time, the greeting and safety message being pantomimed by the crew was so familiar she could mouth the words.

Settling back into plush seat with a sigh, she sipped an unpronounceable drink that had been served in a champagne flute, but had the viscosity of molten rock.

There wasn't much to do until they landed but enjoy the in-flight services and as a slightly dazed crewmember walked past with a drinks trolley, Rose realised that the absent Captain Jack was enjoying amenities of a different nature.

dw100 — challenge #137: grateful
dw100 — challenge #138: welcome aboard