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i asked.
"Demonstration of aerodynamic techniques; lots of atmospheric-only
craft flying around, usually hand-built, quite often combustion
powered."
"Oh," Nickolai said. "Explains why we don't have them on Earth."
"Yes," Morrail mused. "Your planet has such a terrible history of
abuse and pollution. We started with fusion power; the use of
combustion as a power source is strictly an amateur affair. We don't
have much concern, and where we do quite often we have controls in
place."
The air show was impressive, Nickolai had to admit. Jofuran was
already yawning as they made their way back to the tour rendezvous as
previously agreed. "Tired?" Nickolai asked.
"Sort of," Miyu Sakurai admitted, smiling. "I had a wonderful day."
"That was the most insane display I've ever seen. Deliberately
throwing a completely non-gravitic aircraft out of control like that.
Spinning along the short axis out of an aerodynmic vehicle."
"That's why it's called aerobatic flying," Miyu Sakurai said. "Hey, would
you like to see my house?"
"You have... Oh, your folk's house."
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