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Ava > You ok? Talk later when we get a chance. Maybe tomorrow. Something is up.
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[hr][center][h2]Friday September 3rd, 2094, 15:00
Marina Bay, Singapore[/h2][h3]Practice[/h3][/center]Bea hooked her suit up to the portable circulation unit and climbed out of the cockpit after the first practice run, aided out of the seat and down the steps by a mechanic. [color=#129914]”Ava says more oversteer is needed, thoughts?”[/color] Alistair shared the suggestion from the other side of the garage.
[color=#1EFF24]”It would make it more manageable, we’re ploughing hard here, but no. More turn-in, not more oversteer. He doesn’t want to rotate at first, but coming out of the turn he’s like glued, that part’s good.”[/color] She shared her view, now on her third chassis bearing her father’s name on the side, ‘Evangeline’ demoted to backup after the crash at Hawaii to give her a proper check.
“Want out of the suit in the meantime?” Larry, the liquid breathing tech, asked.
[color=#1EFF24]”No.”[/color] Bea shook her head inside the fishbowl after a bit of deliberation to the surprise of many in the garage, slinging the circulation unit over her shoulder. Despite her complaints about the taste of the stuff, the breathing liquid was still preferable to the air outside. First and foremost though, the circulation unit could keep the liquid at a comfortable temperature even out of the ship, meaning she wasn’t sweating like a necrophile in a morgue unlike everyone else in the garage.
[color=#129914]”That bad, huh?”[/color] Alistair chuckled, completely understanding given that his shirt had stuck to him like a second skin.
[color=#1EFF24]”Why do people choose to live here? It’s the gilded cage of Hawaii combined with the climate of Cape Town, but worse.”[/color]
[color=#129914]”We might need to find a compromise between entry and exit. Your reaction times were also off the mark in the first half of the run.”[/color] The race engineer turned the conversation back to the task at hand.
[color=#1EFF24]”I didn’t sleep last night. Something I ate disagreed with me.”[/color] Bea lied, having stayed up to six in the morning with Lúcio, combing over the neural logs in minute detail after explaining a simplified version of why she was asking that of him. [color=#1EFF24]”Turned the liquid temp down a few degrees, that woke me up.”[/color]
[color=#129914]”Have you seen a doctor about it?”[/color]
[color=#1EFF24]”It cleared up by the morning, I’m fine.”[/color]
[color=#129914]”Keep an eye out on it. You can’t just tough things out on a race weekend.”[/color] Al scolded her.
[color=#1EFF24]”How much time are we losing because we’re running with the radiator full open all the time?”[/color]
[color=#129914]”Two thousandths a lap, but we’re not sure the ship could handle a race with closed flaps.”[/color]
[color=#1EFF24]”Can we close them for overtakes or corners, like a mini push-to-pass?”[/color]
[color=#129914]”We can try on the next run, see how much heat debt it’ll build up and how distracting it will be.”[/color] Alistair nodded, [color=#129914]”You’re going back out in two minutes.”[/color]
[color=#1EFF24]”Two minutes.”[/color] Bea confirmed with a nod and two fingers and darted out of the garage to apologize to Cassie for nearly running into her, having underestimated the ship’s understeer.

[hr][color=gold][center][h1][i][b]DELTΔ HYPER[/b][/i][/h1][/center][/color][color=gold][center][h2][i][b]Episode 13: Under Spotlights[/b][/i][/h2][/center][/color]
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[quote]”With the humidity, how are you feeling?”[/quote]
Cut to Bea, head hanging back over the couch’s backrest. [color=#1EFF24]”Uuuuugh. My kingdom for not having to be here.”[/color] She sat up straight, team hat and hair drenched in cold water to minimal effect. [color=#1EFF24]”Imagine my surprise when I went into practice, the suit got flooded and I could hardly feel a difference in the effort required to get a lungful in or out.”[/color] She exaggerated a bit, but the spirit of it was true.

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