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    "You're asking me?" replied Jeremy, who had just noticed the sudden eerie silence himself. He felt unnerved. He'd just escaped from a place of silence; had he run from the frying pan into the fire?* *Yes. Yes, he had.
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    Seven leaned over his controls, eyes closed, inhaling and exhaling slowly. Once he felt like a person again, he sat up. With some consternation, he realized that he had no idea how to reactivate his ship. He turned on the communicator. "Hello?" he called. "How do I un-stun my ship?"
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    "Leave? As in back through... that place?" Jeremy shuddered involuntarily at the thought. "I would uh, rather not." He did not seem to notice the wind dying.
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    Jeremy stared at him. "Yes," he said finally. "I understand exactly what those words mean. That is not cryptic in the slightest."* *This is sarcasm, in case you couldn't tell.
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    Blue light struck Seven's ship, and the engines died. For a moment, his heart stopped. The ship did not fall, however. Nonlethal blasters, he realized. Of course. Even in the hardest days of the war, the DDF would never needlessly endanger cadets. He should have known. He would have known, but... Memories.
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    A flash of blue light slammed into the ship's shield. Seven's throat tightened. His gaze became narrow and focused as he light-lanced a passing piece of debris, turning to catch his adversary in his sights. He fired a quick volley. No time to think. Failure to act meant death.
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    SEARED
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    "One of what worlds?" asked Jeremy in irritation. "And for goodness sakes, why are you so cryptic all of the time? Is it so hard to explain yourself the first time you say something?"
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    When he flew, Seven was one with the stars. There was no distinction between him and the ship and space- there was just freedom. Just... freedom... Shots. Ugly red wounds in the sky. His breathing quickened. 'Seven!' Supernova screamed. But it wasn't him. One with the stars. One with the stars. Death. Seven's knuckles were white on the controls. The computer was shouting warnings at him, but he couldn't hear them. Have to get out. Have to get out. He pushed forwards, shooting away from the battle. Away from the noise. Away from the memories.
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    "I... can't say I have. Is that what it usually sounds like?"
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    "You mean to say they are everywhere?" gasped Jeremy. "Remarkable..." After a few more moments of stargazing, he decided to look around at his surroundings. It was then he noticed the 'wind'.* "What is that sound?" he asked. *Don't think I've forgotten.
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    "Why are they so... so..." Jeremy was unable to find a word to properly describe their quality. "Is this a special feature of this world?"
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    CAN
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    Jeremy was busy staring up at the stars. "What are those?" he asked, his voice breathless.
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    Jeremy gasped, taking his first breath of air in what felt like a lifetime. He fell to the ground and kissed it.* This turned out to be a mistake. "Blech," he spat. "What is that?"** He looked around. "Where are we?" *Whether or not people actually do that I don't know. Jeremy definitely did. **Poo. It was elephant poo.
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    Seven held his finger on the call button, but no words came out. Eventually, he released it. A long-lost echoed in his mind. Welcome to the best flight in the galaxy! Nova's words. Seven blinked. He'd zoned out again. "Prince?" he said. "What prince?"
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    Seven is silent for a moment. "I'm... Phantom Flight," he says reluctantly. "I just transferred today."
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    "Callsign: Seven, reporting for duty," said a voice over the comms. "Can someone explain to me what in glory's name is going on?"
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    If Jeffery had been in a state of mind to ask questions, he would have asked where "here" was. As it stood, he just stared at the wall.
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    While this would not normally be something one would expect to cause a reduction in screaming*, oddly enough that was exactly what happened. Jeremy froze, utterly petrified. If he'd had the capacity to feel anything but terror, he would have regretted his decision to enter The Void profoundly. *I, at least, would be wearing my lungs out at this.** **Metaphorically speaking, of course. No air and all that.
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    No response. Seven runs across the tarmac, muttering furiously under his breath. He'd gotten to the classroom fine, if a bit late- but no one had been there. An empty room, appearing for all intents and purposes as if no one had been there in the first place. A slightly more literal interpretation of "Phantom Flight" than he'd been expecting. "Could've at least left a sign," he muttered, wrenching the door to his ship open and hopping in. He carefully lifted off, sighting his new flight in the distance. New flight. The words still made him feel queasy. He pushed it down.
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