"Perfect," Paula told her
daughter as she saw the course come alive on the screen. It took her
a moment to order it, however. While it ended with them intersecting,
this would be dangerous. The course was theoretically possible, but
it was closer than any sane person would want to get to a star. Hell
with it, she thought. "Do it."
Rhoda committed them by pressing a
button, and the engines fired. The ship slowed allowing their fall
around the star to become stronger. A moment later, the thrusters
realigned them, and the engines fired again, making them accelerate
their fall while at the same time, angling them to where they would
miss the surface and just barely skim the edge of the sun's
atmosphere.
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