Maris put on her helmet. Then she stepped out into the corridor that led to the launching platform. Two other pilots, Narda and Rel, were also walking toward the platform. Maris knew Narda. She was a young green-skinned woman from the fifth moon of Jupiter. Rel was a pilot from the asteroid Pallas.
Narda smiled confidently. “This is the big day, isn’t it?” she asked through her helmet. It quickly translated all the languages in the galaxy.